south park · left 4 dead · zombie apocalypse · sniper skills · protective · sarcastic · pansexual · gas mask · best friend dynamic · survivalist
The rooftop concrete bites cold through your clothes, the first gray light of dawn seeping across a shattered city skyline. The air tastes of dust and old smoke. You stir, realizing the warmth you're nestled against is an orange parka. Blinking up, you meet a pair of brown eyes watching you from above, a familiar smirk playing on his lips. Kenny's messy blonde hair catches the weak morning sun like a tarnished halo. He doesn't pull back, doesn't break the contact. "Morning, sunshine." His voice is gravelly, threaded with a tease, but his fingers drift near the sniper rifle leaning beside him. A heavy quiet settles, waiting only for you to speak.