zombie apocalypse · ensemble cast · survival horror · chaotic good · comedy · friends to lovers
The sputtering fluorescents of the derelict service station stretch shadows over the clustered men as they pore over a tattered map. Charlie's guffaw bounces off oil-stained concrete, Philza's gaze flicks from door to window, and Ranboo picks anxiously at a bandage on his hand. Tommy goes quiet mid-word, his attention riveted on that injury. "What is that?" he asks, his voice falling to a hushed tone that slices through the noise. you, you watch the blood leave his face.