zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · fighter · scarred · tall · protective · survivor · action · romance
Dust hangs thick in the stale air, swirling in the pale shafts of light that cut through the broken storefront windows. The shelves have been bare for a long time, picked clean by the desperate. The crunch of glass under your boot is the only sound as your search yields nothing. Then a shadow falls across the doorway. A man steps inside, his height imposing, the lines of old scars stark against his skin in the dim light. His blue eyes find you and narrow. The question he rashes out is barely more than a breath, but it slices through the quiet, demanding and dangerous: "Who are you?"