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Coach:

He will wrap his arm around you, saying this whole world gone to shit. When you chuckle and tell him at least you are both still alive, he will nod and say that's the only good thing. When he heard the zombies, he groaned and let go so he could pull out his gun, saying these damn zombies can't even let him enjoy a hug for a few seconds.

Rochelle:

She will let out an exhausted sigh and wrap her arms around you, saying everything is so exhausting so this embrace is nice. When she hears the zombies, she will sigh before letting go, saying let's go kill these zombies quickly so you can both cuddle more when rescue arrives.

Ellis:

He will excitedly wrap his arms around you, asking you what's with the sudden hug. When you shrug and say you just felt like it, he will hug you more tightly, thinking you are so cute and sweet.

Nick:

If you are covered in blood and such, nope. He refuses to hug. When you tell him his suit is already messed up so it wouldn't matter, he will tell you he doesn't need it even more messed up. If you are clean of blood and such, he will hug you and hold you.

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Coach:

Of course he grabbed two at once. You told him he doesn't even know if he will like it, he chuckled and said you made them so of course he will like them, no, love them. He kept a few for when he gets hungry while reaching the next safe room.

Rochelle:

She let out an impressed "wow" before telling you it looks delicious, asking with a little excitement in her voice if she can have one. You chuckled and said of course, so she was quick to grab one and eat it, letting out a satisfied "mmh" before saying this is the best food she has had in weeks. Once she finished it, she gave your cheek a kiss and thanked you.

Ellis:

He let out a gasp of amazement when you held it to him before he asked if that's for him, begging in his mind that it is because it looks so good. You gave him a nod so he was quick to snatch it and devour it, speaking with his mouth full about how good it is and that he wants another one.

Nick:

He was just confused as to where you found all these things to make this dessert. You assured him it's safe to eat. He sighed, eyeing the food, but still took a bite and ate it. As he chewed it, he was quite shocked by how delicious it was, wondering if this is because he hasn't eaten anything good in so many days due to all the chaos so he held a thumb up, trying his best to swallow as quickly as he could so he could tell you it's very good.

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Coach:

He wanted to first examine the kitchen for food since he's starving but he knew safety should come first so you both first checked for any zombies. He spot the king sized bed causing him to cheer, saying this is the best house you both have come across so far. Both first ate and then cleaned up before lying down on the bed. Both talked a bit about everything that's been going on and how tough life has been.

Before you both fell asleep, he assured you once you both get out of this mess, you can both buy a house and live a comfortable life with no worries. When you both had to get moving again, he made sure to pack a lot of food in his bag, saying this will definitely be useful.

Rochelle:

After checking for any zombies inside, she was quick to tell you to barricade the doors so you both can get some sleep without having to worry about any zombies barging in. So after barricading the doors, she checked the cabinets, happily saying there's a lot of food and that she will cook you both something and you should rest.

Once she finished cooking she went to you to see you deep asleep on the comfortable bed which made her feel a bit upset, knowing you both can't stay here, even if the zombies are very far away, they will eventually catch up to you two. She woke you up gently, telling you the food's ready. When you both finished eating, both just cuddled on the bed, finally able to take a break from the chaos outside.

When you both had to get moving again, she made sure to put some canned food in her backpack and check the house for any better weapons than the ones you both already have.

Ellis:

He was quick to flop on the sofa and turn the TV on, saying this is the best house so far and the zombies are so far away they won't ever notice you two are here. When you told him they will if he keeps the volume so loud, he was quick to turn the volume lower. When you told him to at least first check for zombies, he sighed but got up and examined the house. When he was done, he flopped back down and flipped through the channels. Most had nothing. He found one with a boring show, but it was better than nothing so he watched it. When you finished cooking with the food you found in the kitchen, both sat on the sofa, cuddling, watching the weird and boring TV show. He couldn't help but chuckle, saying this is fun before asking if you ever imagined how life would be without the zombies.

When you both had to move on again, he checked the house for any weapons he could use before he sighed and said this was such a good and nice break from the zombies. As you both walked away from the house, he glanced back to the house, saying he will miss that house.

Nick:

When he found out water still works in this house he was quick to say he's taking a shower and hurry to the shower while shrugging his clothes off as quickly as he could, really wanting to get all the blood and sweat washed off his body. When he came out and saw you had made some food, he sighed, imagining how life would be without the zombies. Imagining he comes off work and you have cooked him a meal, giving him a kiss, welcoming him back from work. It made a smile grow on his face but it was quick to get off when he heard a zombie in the distance, the zombie reminding him that's a fantasy, or at least a life that won't be happening in a very, very long time.

As you both ate, he glanced to the TV, asking if you think it still works. When you shrugged, he decided not to bother turning it on and just focused on his food again. As you both went to bed, feeling so weird being able to sleep in such a comfortable bed and having a feeling as if zombies would barge in and ruin the happy and relaxing moment you both finally have. When you both had to get out the house and moving again, he sighed and said he hopes you two can get out of this zombie chaos quickly so you can both live a normal life because this felt quite nice, especially finally being able to take a shower.

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Coach:

He told you to get on his back. When you tried to deny, he told you the safe room is only a few feet away so he can handle it so hurry. So he carried you on his back to the safe room. Once inside, he let you down safely before helping the others barricade the door. Once barricaded, he took some pain killers and a first aid kit before handing it to you. He pat his pockets before feeling a candy bar so he pulled it out and held it to you, telling you to eat it to get your energy back and feel better.

Rochelle:

She cursed, asking if you can still walk. You cringed and said you can but it hurts. She was quick to wrap her arm around your waist to help you walk, yelling at Ellis to come closer so he can help keep you safe by killing any approaching zombies. Once inside a safe room, she was quick to snatch a first aid kit and take good care of it, muttering you all better rest until you can walk on it better.

Ellis:

He freaked out, asking if your leg is okay. When you said it hurts too much, he was quick to ask if he has to carry you, hurriedly putting his gun away so he can pick you up bridal style. You reminded him he needs his hands to kill any approaching zombies so he cursed and pulled his pistol back out. So instead he wrapped his arm around your waist, saying he can only help you this way then. He helped you limb in a hurry to a safe room, where he carefully but quickly put you down then hurried to the door to slam it shut once everyone was inside.

Nick:

He wrapped his arm around you to help you walk. He told you to be careful while shooting any approaching zombies. He cursed, saying this is annoying and exhausting. You apologized, but he mumbled it ain't your fault so no need to apologize. When he spot Rochelle enter the safe room, he yelled for her to get a first aid kit ready for you. Once inside, he quickly took the tools out the first aid kit he needs before crouching to treat your leg.

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Coach:

He wondered if you even realized you were wounded. When you told him you can keep going, he told you that might be but not when those wounds get infected. He told you he still has a medkit so he will help you take care of the wounds once you are both in a safer area. So once at a safer area, he quickly began taking care of the wounds, mumbling about how nasty the wounds look and that you are lucky they haven't gotten infected yet with all the stuff you all went through.

Rochelle:

When she noticed, she gasped and told you you are injured so you should use your medkit. When you told her you don't have one, she quickly pulled hers out and handed it to you, assuring you you can use hers and she will guard you while you take care of your wounds.

So while you treated your wounds, she shot any zombies which came near. When you said you are ready, she asked if you need assistant walking but you assured her you are good so she nod and said you both better start moving again.

Ellis:

You let out a curse through gritted teeth so he was quick to look and ask what's wrong. You told him you don't have a medkit left and are injured. He gave you a smile and told you you can use his before handing his to you. You tried to refuse, saying he will need it, but he chuckled and assured you he will find another one soon enough.

So while you took care of your wounds, he kept guard while also worriedly asking if you are okay or if you need help. Once you were finished, he still kept guard over you, worried you are in pain. Once in a safe room, he worriedly asked if your wounds are still okay and if you need another medkit.

Nick:

He snatched your arm and tugged you to a corner so nobody can attack from behind before pulling Ellis in front so he can guard you two. He was obviously ignoring whatever Ellis' had to say as he tugged him and told him to stay put before he went to treat your wounds. Once finished, he handed you a better gun and told you to stop getting injured because everyone is out of medkits.

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Coach:

He chuckled, watching you being drunk. He would also like to get drunk and forget all the stuff going on outside of this safe room, but he knew better than that so he just had one drink. When you fell asleep against him, he laughed before enjoying the rest of his drink in peace.

Rochelle:

She gave you unimpressed eyes, telling you this is not a time to get drunk. When you happily sang you love her, she had to do her best to keep herself from chuckling as she told you to go to to sleep and sober up because she isn't gonna go through zombies with someone drunk. When you fell asleep, she sighed before putting a blanket over you and getting some pain killers out the med kit for you for the hangover you will have when you wake up.

Ellis:

He happily also had a few drinks, saying getting drunk during a zombie apocalypse really is a whole new experience he didn't think he would ever get to experience. He will come up with weird ideas to get to the next safe room so there has to be someone to keep you two from doing idiotic stuff.

Nick:

He wondered if you are an idiot. He couldn't believe you were stupid enough to get drunk during a zombie apocalypse. He also began drinking when you waved a bottle in front of him, telling him it doesn't hurt to get drunk once in a while. But he can at least still argue back that he didn't get drunk, he just had one and then stopped. 

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Coach:

Neither of you expected it, both were so focused on zombies farther away that when a Witch suddenly walked nearby, Coach was quick to push your gun down since your light was on and cover it, whispering to turn off your damn light. Once it was off, both stared at the Witch, hearts beating fast, begging the Witch isn't startled before he nod to the side, whispering to sneak around her so both took a big circle around the Witch.

Rochelle:

She was quick to cover her and your lights, whispering a Witch up ahead. Once lights were off, she removed her hands from them and both sneaked around. She never likes how dark it is when a Witch is around since it's usually night and no lights are shining, always feeling as if the Witch will suddenly jump on you or her in the dark so she will hold your arm, whispering to stay close to her.

Ellis:

He likes to do weird, loud stuff sometimes, so you will be the one to tell him to be quiet, to which he will give you unimpressed eyes and tell you he knows he has to be quiet when a Witch is around, mumbling he wouldn't want to startle a Witch since an attack from them is near death experiences. Once you both sneaked around the Witch and were far away from her, he cheered, saying you both made it.

Nick:

He will tell you his ex-wife is around so watch out. While walking, you thought the WItch was further away when she was actually very close so you asked him about his ex-wife. Instead of answering the question, Nick was quick to cover your mouth and put a finger to his lips before nodding his head at the Witch to tell you to be quiet and sneak by. Once both sneaked around the Witch and far away, he groaned and said he hates those Witches.

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Coach:

He cursed, snatching his machine gun, angrily asking from where these dudes came. Both shot all the zombies till not one was standing anymore. When you sighed out that it's finally done, he chuckled and held his hand out for a high five, telling you that you did a good job.

Rochelle:

She gasped, saying these are too many. Both moved to another location to try and get away while shooting the zombies that came running towards you two. Once you both got away from it, she panted, saying she hates those sudden hordes, they always make her think this is finally the end.

Ellis:

He slammed his back against yours, telling you with a smile that he will keep your back safe so keep his safe. Both shot and hit any zombie that came towards you two. Once it was done, he cheered, saying that was exciting and scary at the same time.

Nick:

He was quick to pull you to a corner so you both are certain your backs are safe and just have to focus in front of you. Both shot every zombie that ran towards you two until not one was standing anymore. Once it was over, he was quick to hurry away, reloading his gun, telling you you both have to get moving and out of here.

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Coach:

He will act like a real coach, shouting supportive words, yelling that you can do it and not to give up. When you tell him to shut up, he will tell you to give him 20 pushups for talking so rudely to your boyfriend. When you mumbled he could use the work out himself, he gave you a glare and told you to add 40 to those push ups.

Rochelle:

She will give you support, telling you that you are doing a good job and it's impressive you can keep up your workout routine even during a zombie apocalypse. She will have a clean towel and a water bottle set on a table for you so when you finish, you can quickly drink and wipe the sweat off.

Ellis:

He was unsure why you are working out since running, shooting and hitting zombies is a work out in itself. But he won't bring it up and just let you workout in peace. He knows he can be a bother so sometimes he will leave the room to give you all the focus you need. Sometimes he will join in if he thinks the workout you are doing looks fun or you don't wish to be doing it alone.

Nick:

He will just clean his gun and glance at you every now and then. And if you are counting, just to be an asshole, he will count with you. It will be normal at first, but then he begins skipping numbers, eventually making you unsure which number it is and forget which number you are at. When you angrily yell his name, he will just laugh it off, telling you just some innocent fun.

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Coach:

He will chuckle, asking you where you suddenly got that question from. When you shrugged and said you just thought of it randomly, he mumbled he doesn't want to know what other questions you randomly think of then.

Rochelle:

She was stuck between chuckling and sighing, both amused and wondering why you are thinking such weird things, telling you you can ask her such questions when there aren't zombies trying to murder you two around.

Ellis:

He will stare before gasping, either saying he never thought of that and now he's curious or he will say he also once wondered that. So both will try to figure out the answer, that was until the others told you two to stop being weird and focus.

Nick:

He will hang his head with a sigh, wondering why you are like this sometimes and thinking that you and Ellis could get along fine since you both do and ask weird things, before he shrugs and says he doesn't know or tells you to go bother someone else with these weird questions.

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Coach:

He will be shocked but then laugh, praising you and telling you to keep up the awesome work before telling you to stick close so you can both keep each other safe.

Rochelle:

She let out a yelp, telling you not to do anything stupid just to protect her. She was thankful, but just doesn't want you getting injured or bitten because you tried to protect her.

Ellis:

He will be confused for a second but then realize what happened and thank you, saying you are so badass and he will definitely to return the favor when you are in danger.

Nick:

He will be shocked and a bit annoyed, his ego in his mind telling him he doesn't need anyone to protect him, but he will thank you before asking you if you are got injured.

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Coach:

He will hold your hand or tug your arm a lot, saying that being blind might make this feel impossible but he will make sure you make it out alive. Sometimes he will even carry you on his back. When in a safe room, he will proudly pat your back, telling you you made it. When you thank him for all the hard work he does for you, he will chuckle and tell you he loves you so there is no way he's leaving you behind.

Rochelle:

She's always holding your hand, only letting go if she has to use both her hands with a weapon. If she doesn't hold your hand, she will want you to hold her shirt so she knows you are still there and so you know where she is. She always tells how many zombies are in a room or how many she thinks there are so you know what to expect. When in a safe room, she will let out a sigh of relief and say you both made it to the safe room.

Ellis:

He can't hold your hand the whole time so he got an idea when he found some rope. He tied it around your waist and then his, chuckling that hopefully no zombies drag you or him away because then you are both dragged. When you gave him a worried look, he awkwardly said that probably won't happen. It wasn't the most comfortable way, but it was better than wandering around and not knowing where he is or where to go. It's even helpful sometimes when he sees a hunter jumping towards you, he can tug the rope making you stumble out of the way.

Nick:

He gave you an axe and told you if anyone touches you without first saying your name, or even comes near you and you don't trust it, swing it with all your force. Getting through this with a blind person was extremely difficult, and sometimes he wondered if it will all even be worth it at the end, but he wasn't gonna give up because he loves you too much. Once you told him he should leave you behind since you are just making this more difficult and being a bother, he was quick to tell you he is not leaving you behind so stop saying this nonsense.

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Coach:

He will curse, angrily punching the thing that caused it with his weapon before groaning and eyeing the wound, saying this is gonna leave a nasty scar. When you hurried over, holding out a med kit, he thanked you and took it, sighing that he hopes this doesn't get infected or he will be in big trouble.

Rochelle:

She will curse, putting her hand over the wound out of reflex, groaning in pain before saying this whole apocalypse is starting to get on her nerves. When you chuckled and asked only now, she gave him a look that said "of course not" before asking you to guard over her while she patches herself up. When you suggested to do it, she assured you she can do it so just focus on keeping you both safe.

Ellis:

He won't even realize it untilt he fight is over, then he will frown as he feels the pain, saying this hurts before he asks you to hold weapon. As you hold it, he rolls up his clothing to look at the wound, groaning and saying that looks nasty before nervously asking if you have a med kit to spare. When you held out your med kit, he thanked you and quickly took it before taking care of the wound.

Nick:

He will curse and groan before trying to play it off, wanting to come off as cool and not weak. When you told him he is literally covered in his own blood, he clenched his teeth, muttering it's fine and focus on your own safety. As you dealt with zombies, he quickly took care of the wound, muttering pained curses through clenched teeth.

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Coach:

He nod, saying that sounds like a good idea. He talked into the recorder, saying whoever finds this, he hopes they are safe and okay and assured them that they can keep going and they shouldn't give up hope before telling them the spots you both went to and the route you both used, saying he doesn't know if this route will still be safe by the time whoever finds this does but he hopes this information can somehow help them. He wished them good luck before he finished the recording.

Rochelle:

She thought it was a good idea, saying it might give whoever finds it hope and encourage them to keep going until they find safety. So she assured that whoever finds this that they will make it as long as they don't give up and if they are in a team that they shouldn't fight or become paranoid of each other but work together as a team and that way the chance of making it will be ten times bigger. Once finished, she put it on the table in a safe room, saying she hopes this can somehow help someone and that there are still other humans out there and you all are not the only ones left.

Ellis:

He got excited, asking what you both should say. He just talked into it, no real thought going into it. He said all the amazing yet terrifying things you both did and went through and the cool and brave people who came and picked you both up at certain spots, before muttering it sucks that you both get rescued but then something happens and all have to go through the zombies again to get rescued again at a new spot.

Nick:

He didn't see the point in it, not thinking many others are still alive or gonna find it but he shrugged and said sure. He was unsure what to say, saying as much as he gets annoyed by other people he hopes others are still out there and that if you all can make it then surely they can so they better keep going and not give up. When he wasn't sure what else to say, he looked at you with a shrug and expression that asked "what do I do now?" so you took over the recorder to finish it.

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Coach:

You were both on a roof, fighting for your lives as a helicopter was gonna come pick you all up. As the helicopter arrived, he hurried on it, turning your way and yelling to hurry up, only to stare in terror as you were being dragged into a huddle of zombies, your screams causing his chest to clench and goosebumps to form. He tried to get off but Nick and Ellis held him back, yelling you are already gone causing him to angrily yell you are not and you didn't make it this far to just get eaten.

But the helicopter lifted up so he couldn't get off anymore, so he just pulled out his gun and emptied his mag into the zombies down, angrily shouting stuff that he wasn't even sure what he was saying. Once they were far away, he flopped down onto the seat, staring forward, finally calming down. He knew everyone had a very small chance of living, but you were all so close to making it out that he really thought you could all make it out.

When they finally landed, he sucked it up, knowing this adventure hasn't come to an official end yet and he will make it to safety so he can tell people and future generations about what happened and how brave and amazing you were.

Rochelle:

As you both ran, suddenly she saw out of the corner of her eye your figure fall over making her look and scream. A hunter was on you, biting your neck and tearing so much flesh off. As her feet stumbled back, they hit each other and she fell on her ass, not even feeling the pain of the collapse, staring into your widen, emotionless eyes. Her motuh was open but no noises or screams were coming out, she was frozen, she can't believe this, she refuses.

As the hunter turned to her, suddenly bullets flew through its head before Ellis began pulling her up, yelling stuff and dragging her with him. She couldn't even resist being dragged along, she just stumbled along, unable to think anything. Once they were in a safe room, she sat down and just stared at the ground, whispering this can't be.

She couldn't sleep that night, just staying awake, refusing to believe it but when light came again, she had accepted it. She didn't have any appetite or feel sleepy, she just walked along with the others, not feeling the same as before, feeling as if something of her was gone, and it was, her other half, the love of her life, was gone.

Ellis:

He held your arm over his shoulder, stumbling as he tried to help you walk, nervously assuring you that you will both make it to the next safe room, where he will patch you up so nothing to worry about, it's all gonna be okay. When you put your hand on his cheek, telling him you won't make it, he shook his head, saying you will so don't say such things. But eventually you became too heavy so he fell through his knees, groaning and trying to keep going but you wiggled your arm free from his grip so you can stay laid down. He was quick to tell you to come and not give up, but you just laid there, whispering something so he was quick to lean down to hear you.

You whispered you aren't gonna make it and you want him to keep going and live a good life somewhere were no zombies are. He stared before telling you not to say such stuff. He tried to pick you up again but when he saw no emotion in your eyes, just this blank look, he cursed, punching the ground, angrily yelling you were supposed to make it together before he craddled you in his arms, tears forming in his eyes.

After a few seconds, he closed your eyelids with trembling fingers before getting up and walking away, which was a terrible feeling but he knew he had to keep going, you even said it yourself that you want him to live a better life so if he wants to do that, he has to keep going.

Nick:

He refused to leave you, holding his gun and shooting the approaching zombies, yelling at you that you can make it to the next safe room, so get up and move. As you didn't move, he glanced down to you a few times, only glancing up to make sure he's aiming at the zombies, yelling you aren't dying in this shitty place so get up. He didn't want to leave but Coach took his upper arm tightly, yelling that there are too many zombies so they have to get moving. Nick tried to wiggle free, yelling he's not leaving you, but Coach was stronger and pulled him away.

After that, Nick refused to talk to anyone, only interracting to give ammo or med kits, other than that, he just dragged himself behind them, wondering what's the point even anymore.

The world has gone to shit and you aren't even here anymore. Any time he tried to stay behind or was giving up, the others would drag him along again so he never could. When he was finally safe with no zombies anymore, he fell to a crouch, tears rolling down as he clenched his fists, cursing under his breathe, so wishing you had both made it together.

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Coach:

He will hold his hand in front of you to keep you from moving and out of sight, as well as a silent "wait, there is something out there, keep hidden" gesture. Once the zombies were gone, he whispered "it's clear" and both sneaked further.

Rochelle:

She will shush you even if you are quiet, trying to peek around or above the thing to see where the zombies are. As she watched the zombies, she waited, making sure they are far away before whispering let's hurry and both sneaked in a hurry past the zombies.

Ellis:

He will whisper about some insane plan he has that might just work, but you are quick to whisper back you aren't taking your chances with his insane ideas. So he frowned but didn't do anything and waited.until you gave the sign you can both move and both began moving again.

Nick:

He groaned and pulled you closer, trying to hide more, asking in an annoyed whisper why these things have to be everywhere. He waited a few seconds before sneaking a peek, noticing the area was clearer and quickly pulled you through it, whispering let's hurry before they begin crowding again.

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Coach:

You were all out of ammo so had to sneak around, clenching whatever you found as weapons. Baseball bats, metal pipes, such stuff. You were sneaking across a window when suddenly it broke and a zombie came jumping out towards you. You were luckily quicker to hold the metal pipe in front of your face causing it to bite that instead of your face while its hands were clawing at your body, letting out gagged noises. Coach was quick to come running, swinging the bat before slamming it onto the zombie until it stopped moving then he quickly took your hand and said let's go because the other zombies nearby definitely will have heard that. As you both hurried away from the scene, he chuckled out that you should be grateful you had that pipe or else you wouldn't be running aside him anymore.

Rochelle:

She reached the safe room, yelling for you to come. She watched with her chest feeling clenched as you ran to the room, a horde right behind you. As the horde came closer, you reached out so she took your hand and pulled you as hard as she could inside causing you to crash to the ground inside. She slammed the door shut, screaming to push something in front of it while the horde kept smashing against it.

You scrambled up and pushed some shelf in front of it. Both slowly stepped away from it, holding your weapons tightly. As it seemed to keep the horde out, she sighed and asked if you are okay, hurrying behind you and lifting your back to make sure no zombie managed to scratch your back without you realizing. As she saw nothing, she dropped it and said with a sigh that that was a lot of luck.

Ellis:

He screamed your name as a Tank threw a boulder your way. It missed your head by a few inches. As you stumbled to the side, looking in shock to the bolder, Ellis ran to you and snatched your arm before rushing further away from the Tank, shooting behind his back in hopes of trying to slow it down or kill it. Once it was down, he asked if you are okay before chuckling that that was so much luck and he saw it miss your head by just a few inches.

Nick:

You were both running to this safe room that was at a garage. As he entered, he saw everyone so he hit the garage door, not realizing you weren't there yet. As he saw you runnng over, he cursed before yelling to hurry, watching the gate closing. As it was almost to the ground, you rolled under it.

Both watched it close. Both stayed silent for a bit, nervous the gate won't hold as the zombies kept hitting it, but it seemed to hold so Nick pointed, panting out that was some action movie stuff right there before holding his hand out to help you up.

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Coach:

He's always ready to help people who need it, especially a child. When he spot the child hiding there, clearly terrified, he crouched down, laying his weapon down and holding his hand out, assuring the child you are both good guys so they don't have to be scared. When they didn't move, he pat his pockets before feeling the bit of chocolate he had left so he pulled it out and held it to the child, telling them they must be starving so they can have this. This made the child slowly come out of hiding and take it. Coach felt bad for this kid, left here all alone to hide while zombies limped by, each time probably thinking this was finally the time they will be caught and die. He took his weapon and got up then held his hand to the kid, telling them you are both trying to get out of this place and to safety so they can tag along.

Rochelle:

She was quick to put her gun away and crouch to where the child sat hidden under the store counter. She held her hand out to the child, assuring them you and her aren't zombies nor bitten and they can trust you two. As the child tried to shrink further away, Rochelle got these upset eyes before she assured the child again you two aren't gonna hurt them and you both are trying to get out this place. Once the child finally trusted her and took her hand, Rochelle smiled before gently pulling the child out from their hidden spot and asked them their name and age, checking them for any wounds that might need tending. Once done inspecting, she held their hand and guided them, assuring them everything will be okay.

Ellis:

He was shocked but then got excited, shocked and excited to see another survivor and to see a child again, having never expected to see a child again. He looked at you, telling you there is a child. As you told him you can see that and the zombies are gonna approach soon, he nod before hurrying to the child, telling them who he is and you before telling them you all have to hurry out of here quickly before a horde approaches. The child was clearly scared and not moving. Ellis noticed the child was holding a comic and Ellis read a lot of comics before the zombie outbreak so he excitedly pointed, asking if that's the new one and how he wanted to read that but then this chaos happened so he couldn't.

He talked with the kid about the comic, the kid slowly opening up to him. When you loudly called his name in a way that said the zombies are approaching, he remembered there are zombies around so he picked up the child, giving them a smile and saying let's get you to safety before snatching a pistol as he wouldn't be able to swing a melee weapon well while holding this kid.

Nick:

He gave you this look of "we can't". While it looked mean and awful, you also understood it. A child is a lot of responsibility, they need a lot of care and you can barely take care of yourself right now in this whole chaos. They also need stuff like food and water but you both haven't even eaten yourselves in a day or two. They aren't as smart or mature as adults, they make mistakes, mistakes that can result in one of you all dying.

But leaving behind this innocent child would also be cruel so it was a tough decision. Nick felt guilty when he saw the child look at him with these sad, hopeful eyes so he groaned out to let's just take them to the next safe room and decide what to do with them there.

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Coach:

He usually leaves the combat stuff to you. He focus on leading the group and trust you to focus on all the fighting stuff. So you usually walk in front so you can signal him of any zombies so he can stop and watch you leave off to go deal with them. When you return, doing a signal that it's safe now, he will walk further again, thanking and praising you. That doesn't mean he won't help fighting of course. If you are okay with him helping, he will gladly pick up a weapon and help you kill these zombies.

Rochelle:

When she first saw it, and sometimes now even still, she froze and just stared in amaze. She has never handled a gun before, she was just some low level associate producer of some television station after all, so once in a safe room, she was quick to ask you to help her learn to handle these weapons better. It still amazes her how good someone can fight like that and she tends to praise you a lot for it, both to help you stay motivated and just because she can't help but admire it.

Ellis:

He loves watching you fight, it's like watching an exciting action movie. When you involve him in your plans, he gets very excited but also nervous. Excited he can help but nervous that he might ruin your plan. When it goes well, he will hold his hand up for a high five with a grin, yelling that was awesome and you two should do that again.

Nick:

He was shocked when he first saw it but then grinned, happy he has such a person on his side during a zombie apocalypse, feeling that his chances of surviving just increased. When he sees your gun is empty or about to be empty, he will shout your name and toss his gun to you. He will catch your gun as you toss it to him then reload it and use it. If someone, especially Ellis, says they have a plan he will frown and ask if they are sure their plan will work. But if you say you have a plan, he won't even question it because he seen you fight and he trusts you.

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Coach:

He wished you a happy birthday with a tight bear hug. He once found these delicious snacks he knew you liked so he kept them stored until your birthday came. So both spend the day inside the safe room, just eating the snacks while playing various board games because there wasn't really anything else to do.

Rochelle:

She wished to make your birthday a fun day, even in this shitty situation. So both stayed at the safe room for the day. She woke you up with a kiss, wishing you a happy birthday. She said she thinks there is a store nearby and could both go check it out for cake or something else delicious. If you say sure, will both go and search for a cake or something else delicious. If you say you are fine without it, she will nod and try to figure out what else you can both do to celebrate your birthday.

Ellis:

He will still wish to celebrate it so he will sneak out and search for some stuff. And he felt so lucky when he found a store that had balloons and confetti. He took it then hurried back and impatiently waited for you to wake up, deciding to blow up the balloons while he waits. When you woke up, he threw the confetti, yelling a happy birthday before tossing one of the baloons to you, chuckling that he still found these with pure luck. He excitedly bounced around you, asking you what you want to do for your birthday. Naming a few suggestions like explode some zombies, search for cake, just cuddle in the safe room.

Nick:

He just wondered why the hell you would want to celebrate your birthday in this shitty situation with death at the door. When you said it's a nice way to take your mind of the shitty situation, he sighed but told you to stay where it's safe then left. He returned with a cake, saying today is it's expiration day but it's probably fine and he found some candles to put on it. He lit it with his lighter then awkwardly but firmly said he is not singing happy birthday. As you both ate, he hesitated then gave your cheek a kiss and wished you a happy birthday.

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Coach:

He tried his best to suck his stomach in to give you more room, feeling awkward but trying to stay focused. Once the threat was gone, he shuffled more to the side as you climbed out then he also climbed out the tight space. He awkwardly said you both should hurry away before it returns.

Rochelle:

She whispered "ssh", even though you were quiet. She didn't think about how small the space was, she was too focused on listening to the threat outside and making sure it doesn't find you two. Once the threat left, she whispered to wait then peeked out, checking all areas before climbing out, whispering it's safe to come out.

Ellis:

He cursed and looked away. As you wanted to ask in a whisper what's wrong, you froze and asked him why he's getting an erection right now, he was quick to defend that he's in a tight space with his lover and he's still very young and it's not as if he can control it. He frowned as you covered his mouth with a "sssh" expression then he began telling himself bad things to get rid of the erection, thinking of all the zombies and corpses outside.

Nick:

He was muttering complaints so you elbowed him to quiet him. As you both waited for the outside threat to leave, he groaned as being in such a cramped space began hurting his body. He muttered in complaint that he's gonna get a cramp soon. Once the threat was gone, he didn't even wait to check if it's really save, he hurried out and stretched, glad to finally be out of that tight space.

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Coach:

He yelled your name in such an anrgy and strict tone that it caused you to jump awake. He angrily asked you if you have gone insane. He was angry because this carelessness could get you injured or killed, and those are two things he doesn't want ever happening to you.

Rochelle:

She was quick to yell your name and hurry over. When you sleepily asked what, she punched your shoulder, angrily telling you not to do that because she thought you were dead. So after she calmed down, she told you you can go to sleep once you are both in a safe room so try to stay awake longer.

Ellis:

He does many silly things, but he would never take a nap with zombies roaming around, ready to eat his brains. He was debating whether to wake you up or guard you. He decided to just keep look out until you wake up.

Nick:

He glanced then kicked your foot, calling your name. When you woke up, he asked you what the fuck you are doing sleeping out here, where every zombie can just gobble you up. He kicked your foot again, telling you to get up and ready your weapon so you can fight your way to a safe room, where you sleep for as long as you want without a worry.

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Coach:

He just chuckled and pat your head in a praising manner, thinking you did a good job out there and deserve a good break. Then he went back to focusing on getting ready to hurry to the next safe room and checking if everyone has all their gear and a med kit on them.

Rochelle:

She smiled as she saw you falling asleep. She was very happy you both managed to make it to another safe room. She sighed as she took a seat aside you, deciding her body could also use a break.

Ellis:

He was amazed you fell asleep so quickly but then he yawned, realizing how tired he also is. He huddled aside you then also went to sleep.

Nick:

He just glanced then took off his jacket and laid it over you. He took your weapon and checked to see if it's still in good enough condition to keep using before he checked his own weapon.

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C oach:

He first asked if you are sure of this, not planning to cut your arm off without your certain consent. Even if you changed your mind, he would have kept pushing until you agreed as he rather have a lover without an arm than a zombie lover. When you said you are sure, he gave a firm nod, having determined eyes that told you he will try to do this as quick as possible. He yelled to Rochelle to get some medical kits ready. He placed your arm down and told you to think happy thoughts. As he slammed it down and you screamed, he yelled it's done clean

Rochelle:

It happened so fast. You got bitten on your arm and she shot it, only to stare as you held a saw to her, telling her to saw your arm off. She was quick to ask what before yelling no. When you yelled you either lose an arm or become a zombie, she yelled you can also die from bloodlose. As you said you are taking that chance, she cursed before taking something hard and putting it between your teeth. She muttered this better work then began sawing your arm.

Ellis:

When you told him to cut it off with his axe, he stared at you with shock. He seen it in movies so surely it should work in real life... right? All he could do was hope as he snatched his axe and told you this will hurt. When you did motion you are ready, he slammed it down as quick and hard he could, hoping to make it quick and clean. As you cursed and screamed in pain, he nervously eyed around while pulling out some stuff from the medical bag in hopes there is something to stop the blood, realizing he should have properly checked if he has the medical supplies before he cut your arm off.

Nick:

He asked what the fuck you just said as he took the axe you pushed into his hands. As you repeated and told him he has to cut off your arm, he told you this isn't a damn movie. So both argued. When you yelled it's the only thing you can think of to stop from turning to a zombie, he yelled back you would die from shock or blood lose anyway. After a few seconds more of arguing, you finally convinced him. He cursed a lot, wondering if he's really about to chop off his lover's arm, but then did it. As you screamed, he cursed even more, wondering what the hell he has to do now as he pushed a lot of stuff to your arm to stop the blood.

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Coach:

He assured you with confidence to jump so you did. He caught you with ease, chuckling that he told you he would catch you. He put you down, asking if you are fine. When you nod, he said that's good then handed you your weapon.

Rochelle:

She cursed before saying she will try to catch you. When you asked what she means try, she argued back you are jumping from a height and she isn't the strongest here so the best she can do is try and catch you. When you sarcastically said now you feel confident about jumping down, she gave you this annoyed look before telling you to hurry before the zombies catch up. So when you jumped, she felt so nervous but managed to catch you. She did lose balance and fall, letting out a groan before chuckling and saying she at least did manage to catch you. Both got up and she handed you your weapon, saying let's continue this chaos.

Ellis:

He was excited for it, yelling to jump, holding his arms out, ready to catch you. Before you jumped, he assured you with this grin he will definitely catch you. And he did, successfully catching you before he laughed and said that was exciting and cool, like some action romance movie. He put you down and picked up his weapon then said you both should do that more.

Nick:

He cursed and quickly dropped his gun to catch you. He stumbled as you landed in his arms. He groaned before telling you to never do that again. He put you down, muttering now he will have back pain.

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Coach:

He was finally relaxing on some sofa, just resting his legs, when you entered. He immediately saw how exhausted you look making him laugh and open his arms, telling you he will be your teddy bear to sleep with. You wanted to put the bag with supplies down but he told you to take it with you. You didn't question it, just went and kind of flopped on him before falling asleep in a matter of seconds. He rubbed your back, giving your head a kiss, telling you good job out there then began exploring the bag, hoping you found some useless stuff out there.

Rochelle:

She was lying on a sofa in a safe room, reading a book she found, when you returned. She asked you if it went okay. You let out a hum, looking exhausted, so she asked if she should move but you said no. She was confused but then let out a groan before chuckling as you flopped on her. She began stroking your head in a soothing manner, telling you you did a good job. When you hummed, she hummed back before planting a kiss on your head, telling you she's very happy you made it back safe. As you fell asleep, she continued reading her book, sometimes glancing at you to check on you.

Ellis:

He perked up when you entered, excitedly asking you what happened, hoping to hear some thrilling story. When you tiredly said you will tell what happened after some sleep, he got an idea and rushed to the mattrass that was on the floor in the safe room then opened his arms to you, as if inviting you to come lay on him. You weren't gonna question it or even think about it, you were too tired so just walked over and flopped on him. He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly, saying he's happy you made it back safe. He held you until you fell asleep, then he looked around, wondering what he can do now since now he's stuck and bored.

Nick:

He was lying down, examining his weapon, when he heard the door open so he watched you enter and toss a bag with stuff you managed to find against the wall. He gave you this confused look when you approached him, only to huff when you suddenly flopped on him. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle before asking how it went. When you tiredly mumbled something he didn't even quite get, he let out a chuckled hum then continued examining his weapon in silence so you can quietly continue resting.

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Coach:

He said it's only right for there to be dessert on Christmas so it became a journey to find any dessert. It was a tough day of killing zombies and searching stores, but at the end of the day both finally found some desserts that were still good so both cleared a place of zombies and ate the desserts, laughing and talking about stuff. Once finished, he sighed should both continue then so both took your weapons and continued killing zombies and getting to a safe place.

Rochelle:

She will really want to celebrate it but she found nothing and was just stressing herself out so you had to yell for her to stop because there is nothing to celebrate this day with and she's risking her life going out the safe room. She yelled back she knows then she sighed before sadly saying how she just wanted today to be at least one day of fun, of not worrying about these stupid zombies or dying, and just to eat some Christmas cookies with silly lights and decoration around. She got tears in her eyes as she cried she knows that's not possible in this current situation but she still had a little hope left that there might be a chance. So you hugged her and apologized that you can't be any help, to which she sniffled it's not your fault so you don't have to apologize. So both just sat at the safe room, just relaxing after she calmed down with a bit of talking about past memories and how you both celebrated past Christmases.

Ellis:

He was so excited for Christmas, only to get bumped about it. When you asked why, he said he can't celebrate it. He kept walking around upset so you decided to drag him out the safe room and offer to go find Christmas stuff. Both managed to gather some Christmas decoration, most of which covered in debris and broken, but better than nothing. Couldn't find a Christmas tree so just took some medium sized plant and put lights on it and called it a Christmas tree. So both hung up decoration, put on some Christmas songs he found on some CD and some CD player he managed to repair, and both just had some fun. At the end, when you asked if you managed to make this day somewhat enjoyable, he grinned and said it was wonderful before he gave you this big kiss, thanking you for doing all this for him so he can have a fun Christmas.

Nick:

He refused to go out the safe room, saying nobody should have to kill zombies on holidays so he claims holidays as days off. When you asked to go out to at least try and find something to celebrate it with, he scuffed and said no way, he's finally gonna go get 8 hours of sleep and just lazy around. So that's what happened; he stayed inside the safe room and just relaxed and slept. It might seem boring to some but he loved it, finally a day of relaxing and not having the constant fear that zombies will eat him alive.

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Coach:

He didn't give up, he kept searching. He didn't care for getting off the island anymore and to safety, his new goal was to find you and get to safety together. He spent weeks searching everywhere, the zombies seemed no issue anymore with how easily he was killing them with the rage and despair he felt. So when you finally saw him again, he looked like a mad man: holding a bloody bat, covered in blood splatters, panting heavily.

His look of exhaustion and anger turned to one of uncertainty when he laid his eyes upon you then relief and hope, calling your name in a questioning manner, as if asking if it's really you or if he finally went insane. When you hurried to him and said his name, he was quick to drop the bat and run to you. You didn't even have time to open your arms to hug him as he had you already in the tight hug he ever given, lifting you off the ground a little even.

Rochelle:

There were many times she slid down a wall, the strength in her legs gone, just crying, feeling so hopeless, crying there is no way you survived in this. She was very thankful for Coach in those times, because she doubts she would have made it without him pulling her back up and sternly telling her to not have such little faith in you and that he's sure you are out there somewhere. And she was so glad she kept going.

Because one random day, she saw you.

She froze for a second before she ran to you, calling your name with such hope, sadness, and happiness. She threw her arms around you and held you tightly, tears just flowing down without control before she pulled away to examine your face, make sure this is real then she happily said your name again before saying you are finally back.

Ellis:

When you suddenly went missing he yelled your name while running around, which he realized was a very terrible idea very quickly when a huge horde came running to him because of all the noise he was making. But he really didn't care, he will kill as many hordes as he needs to if it means you will hear him shouting your name. 

He finished killing a horde and was about to yell your name, suddenly a hand covered his mouth and someone whisper yelled if he's gone insane. He twirled around and just stared in shock then happily said your name before throwing his arms around you then saying you suddenly went missing so of course he was going insane. Then he proudly said shouting your name did work though since you are here now.

Nick:

He was so furious when you suddenly went missing, angrily rambling how there is a reason the rule "stick together" was made and it was to prevent this from happening. He angrily ranted a lot, not even to anyone in particular, just needing to vent to let out his anger. He needed to do it, otherwise he would be even more stressed and unable to focus on surviving and finding you.

When he finally did find you, he yelled your name, suddenly all his anger forgotten. He ran to you so quickly before grasping your arms tightly, asking if you got injured anywhere and where you went off to. He asked so many questions so you had to kiss him to shut him up then answered all his questions. After that, whenever he wasn't using his weapon, he was holding your hand tightly, always making sure you are aside or at least near him.

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WARNING: This mentions a person from your past who did bad things so I guess it's more a warning to watch out for who you pick and to skip this if you can't stand remembering those people and how people would help them out.

Coach:

He couldn't just leave them out there with no help, that's not him. He has always helped people, that's what he loves to do and he just does it without much thought as well, that's why he automatically became the "leader" of this group without much thought. Even when he sees on the TV about bad people he can't help but think how if they just got the right help they would have turned out to be better people and hope they will have a turning point in their life where they become better people. So even if the person asking for help is a bad person, he will still help them, telling you everyone has their reasons as to why they did bad things and you don't have to work with him and just stay with whoever you feel comfortable with and he will deal with the person and make sure they are okay and doing their part. If the person tries to be bad again, he will kick them out after a time though, saying this group depends on trusting each other and helping each other, not dragging each other down so if they can't do that then they will have to survive on their own.

Rochelle:

Depends on how serious the terrible things are. If it was just some childhood bully from when you were children who would call you dumb nicknames or some mean person in the store from some time ago then she will tell you to grow up as that was years ago and you have both grown up and she can't ignore a person begging for help in this zombie apocalypse time. But if it's something serious like abuse or harassment she will huff and just toss them a water bottle and tell them to figure it out on their own then pull you along to walk away from them.

Ellis:

He didn't feel okay about leaving someone for the zombies. He can do many insane things, but leaving someone to die, even if they were a bad person, is not one of them. He just isn't that kind of person who can be that cold-hearted. So he will feel very awkward and pressured, stumbling across his words as he's trying to reason with you that it's not right to just leave another person for the zombies. So it was a whole discussion before you both agreed on giving the person a bag with survival stuff they will need and then leaving so you don't have to deal with them coming along and he doesn't have to leave a person to die out here.

Nick:

He wanted to sigh out "yeah, yeah, come along", not really wanting them to come as it would mean extra work and baggage, but he didn't because you suddenly clenched his wrist and whispered no. He gave you this weird look then asked why so you whispered to him about what this person did to you and how you can't survive this apocalypse with someone like that at your side, someone you should be able to trust and believe will save your life if needed. So he was quick to say sorry no can do then just pushed you along so you can both hurry away before this turns into a whole argument or even a fight and attracts zombies.

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Coach:

He cheered, saying this is the best place yet. He awkwardly joked he would suggest showering together but he doubts there will be enough comfortable space left. He assured you to go first. As you shwoered he kept himself busy by exploring the place. When you got out he chuckled he forgot how you looked when clean then said he will be so happy if he can just get this blood off then left to take this shower and enjoy it.

Rochelle:

When she found out she told you about it then asked if you want to go first or if she can then awkwardly asked if you want to go together as she's unsure if there would be warm water for the second person, or if there's even any warm water. When you said she can go first, noticing she wasn't entirely comfortable with showering together yet, she nod and went first. She took a quick one, washing the dirt off but mostly relaxing of the warm water, then got out and told you you can go and luckily it's warm water.

Ellis:

He called shotguns on the shower so you told him he can't call shotgun on a shower, but he was already undressing and jumping into the shower. As he showered he yelled over the water that he normally isn't a big fan of taking showers but this feels awesome. He was taking very long so you told him you also want to go, to which he chuckled to just jump in here with him then then asked why you didn't even jump in from the start when he did.

Nick:

When he found out there's a working shower he was quick to say he's going first, which of course caused some arguing around the group, which he settled with he saw it first so he gets to use it first. When he came out he told you that felt amazing and he never wished to leave it. When you asked why he left it then he tossed you a clean towel and said so you can take one as well.

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Just a weird idea that came to me.

Requests are open.

(Please don't ask for "When you/they turn into a zombie" since I will do that one day since you can't have a zombie scenario book without that scenario in it.)

Coach:

He shouted as he put all his strength into smashing the baseball bat against some zombies then loudly asked you what the hell you just said. As you told him nothing special he went back to killing these zombies. But once it was safe again he asked you again what the hell you shouted back there.

Rochelle:

She froze mid-aim, asking herself if she heard correctly before she looked at you with such confusion so you told her you didn't mean for it to come off like that. She just mumbled she hopes not then continued shooting.

Ellis:

He began laughing his ass off, saying he worries his insults might be lame or bad but you are definitely worse than him at this. He loves to bring it up at random, still able to laugh at it as if it just happened for the first time.

Nick:

The first few times he just ignored it or asked what the hell you just said, but eventually he began commenting back on it, asking if you even hear what you are saying or just doing this on purpose at this point.

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Coach:

He laughed when he found out how many weapons you got on you then told you it's good to be prepared but all this weight will slow you down so you should just take the ones which you will truly use. When you told him his chainsaw is heavier than half of your weapons he defended himself by saying he loves the thing, uses it almost every time, and it has saved every one of the gang member's life at least once so this thing is staying at his side forever.

Rochelle:

She just wonders if this is a weird obsession of yours or if you are doing this for an actual reason. When you kept switching between your weapons, going from long range to close, she did realize it's quite handy. She got the habit without even realizing to point out where weapons are for you.

Ellis:

He loves it because after each time he can try to guess what you got then get excited with inspecting it all. He knows he has to stay close to you during the fights so if his weapon runs low or breaks he can take one of yours and you are the one who can switch between attack techniques with your various weapons so he trusts you as well to keep him safe.

Nick:

He cursed as his pistol emptied then he yelled he needs a new weapon. When you suddenly pulled out a pistol he didn't think much of it as most have backup weapons, he only began questioning it when you kept pulling out weapons for the others as well. As he hurried by you he told you you don't need to pick up every single weapon you find.

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Coach:

Being cautious in these times is good but being too cautious can become dangerous. You kept stopping and asking if he heard that and pointing at all shadows, asking if that's a zombie. You kept thinking you were always right and being so defensive, even to the other survivors, so Coach knew this was getting bad and he had to calm you. So once a safe room was found he pulled you aside and talked to you about it, assuring you he took the role of leader here basically so he will keep you safe and you can trust him to make the right calls. He joked to leave the being paranoid to him and to just focus on shooting those damn zombies down and getting everyone safely to the next safe room.

Rochelle:

She doesn't blame you, these are terrifying times. And she especially doesn't see anything wrong when you check each corner of the rooms in safe rooms since those doors are always open when you all approach them so any zombie could have gotten inside. So she trusts you greatly when you say it's safe here and that's only when she's able to relax a little. But she does not find it okay when you don't trust her either so she will firmly tell you you can distrust all the other survivors you want but you should be able to trust her, your girlfriend, and confide in her.

Ellis:

He assured you you can calm down and even if anything is wrong he's here to protect you so don't worry. He loves the unexpected so you always ruining that by being so cautious and making the unexpected expected it made all this boring for him so a lot of complaining from him went because of this. When you said you don't want to unexpectedly have a zombie jump out from somewhere and die he argued that's the fun of all this though, which made you yell back a zombie apocalypse is not fun and he needs to grow up and take this serious. The day a zombie suddenly jumped out and onto him and it almost bit him right in the face but luckily you saved him so he finally admitted that being cautious might be good sometimes and he's sorry he said it's stupid.

Nick:

He didn't care at first but then it became kind of annoying so he asked if you can't ease on the paranoia. Whenever you tell him to wait and take a peak into a room before going into it, even if clearly empty, he will groan and try to stay patient, rubbing his face in exhaustion. He gets it but it can be annoying since he just wants to storm through and get to the next safe room and get to a helicopter to get you all out of here as quickly as possibly. He will usually make comments about how waiting this long will cause a horde to appear. When you keep glancing behind you, asking if he also heard that, he will just bluntly state there are zombies everywhere so yes he hears them but have some faith in him to keep you safe so stop worrying and focus on the real goal and dangers.

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Coach:

He just shot it because he didn't stop to think whether it's friendly or not and the possibilities or that. Shooting zombies, no matter how they look, has become a habit anyway so it was just an automatic move. He's trying to survive, not befriend the very things that are trying to kill him, you, and the others.

Rochelle:

She got upset because it made her suddenly remember these were also humans once and now they are these mindless beings. She slowly asked you if you think they are still friendly because they aren't fully a zombie yet or were just that nice of a person. But you shrugged and said you don't know, which made her nod. She wanted to help this person so badly but it was obvious they were already turned with no way to go back so she just asked if you two can leave so you nod. So both left, leaving the weirdly non-violent zombie alone.

Ellis:

He got excited about it, asking if you two should keep it, excitedly adding maybe he can train it and then find more friendly ones and soon he can start an army of friendly zombies who will fight at his command. You told him that's a huge risk, which he butted in one he would be very willing to take, but you gave him disapproving eyes so he groaned then said fine no zombie army. As he walked off, he kicked some rubble, mumbling no one here knows how to have any fun anymore.

Nick:

You saw it and as you were about to point it out Nick already shot it in the head so you complained that was a friendly one, which made him complain back these are brain eating things, there are no friendly ones among that. He kept arguing and complaining about it, complaining that's like saying the Witch is friendly but then you walk past her or make too much noise and suddenly she's your worst nightmare.

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Coach:

He began bossing everyone around more, clearly annoyed and stressed, so you asked him what's wrong with him. He loudly replied nothing okay and he just wants to get to safety, but you said that there's more. He narrowed his eyes at you as if to tell you to watch it and back off but you stood your ground and just glared back so he admitted he's just jealous. He told you to just leave him alone and let him fix it alone since this is his issue but you said no and you should both talk about it and solve it. He was hesitant, feeling stupid for feeling jealous and even dumber for now involving you. But both talked about it until it finally came to a good solution. He felt left out so he feels jealous whenever he sees you and the others having fun so you included him more, telling him everyone sees him as the leader but that doesn't mean he can't also have fun with them. You added that goofing around is what everyone needs during these times or everyone will get way too stressed and go insane, to which he chuckled and said you are right so he will try to "goof" around more with you and he's sure Ellis can help him with that.

Rochelle:

She tried not to be as being jealous is the last thing she should be during a zombie apocalypse and she felt so stupid for feeling this way. But as the person and you were laughing and having such a nice vibe she felt jealous as she wanted that with you. She began ignoring you and giving you short answers without even realizing. She only realized it when Coach pointed it out to her, which made her feel bad because you probably think you did something wrong and that's why she's being so to you so when there was some time she pulled you away from the rest and talked to you about this all. She started by apologizing for how she was acting and that you did nothing wrong. She felt awkward as she admitted she might be getting a little jealous of you and that person. So both talked about this, trying to find solutions to solve her jealousy, which had to be hurried as the sound of zombies was coming closer. You both managed to finish the talk on time as the zombies just arrived so quickly shared a kiss then ran back to the others.

Ellis:

He tried to not be suspicious but him sliding over to you after each time you talked to the person, asking you what that was about and how close you two are gave it right away. So you asked him if he's starting to get jealous, which made him laugh out of course not, but then mumble maybe a little. He did a little rant about how they are way too close to you and need to stop trying to get in your pants when he's right here. You let him complain so he can let it out his system then assured him you would never cheat on him so he can stop worrying, but he complained of course he trusts you but he doesn't trust them with keeping their hands off you. After talking about it he felt better as he finally had it out his system and now you are both on the same page. He did also tell you to always keep your gun on you so if that person tries anything you can just blast them. He does also get jealous when you do awesome things with others so you will just make it up by doing cool things with him.

Nick:

He began being even ruder to them, pushing them aside with his shoulder when storming past them, blaming more mistakes on them. Eventually you got enough of his behaviour so you confronted him about it, angrily asking him what his problem is and that he's usually an asshole to others but this is too much. He crossed his arms with a frown, sticking to his "it's nothing" and "I just don't like them" answers, until he finally cracked and gestured wildly with his hands, loudly saying "I'm jealous, okay?!". You kind of just stared with a mumbled "what" so he felt embarrassed and his face heat up so he huffed not to act so shocked and of course he would be with how they keep approaching you like that and acting so buddy-buddy. You couldn't help but laugh, which did not help ease his embarrassement or lessen his red face, but you just laughed out that's adorable and he has nothing to worry about so he can stop being such an asshole to them. He felt stupid as you walked away but then just followed. After that he was less of an asshole to the person. He didn't say sorry since that's not like him to do, he just stopped all the rudeness and began actually helping them out.

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Coach:

You both found this armored military truck while out searching for food for the others at the safe room. You both inspected it and found it was still in working condition so he excitedly said you both have to go back and tell the others. So went back and informed the others then began discussing the next steps. All came to the agreement to stock up on food and drinks then get out of here as quickly as possible with that truck. A lot of cursing went from Coach while angrily asking why a truck would need this many buttons, but once he got it started and was driving he began cheering, cheering let's drive this bad boy to victory, getting everyone else pumped and excited.

So all used the truck to get to the next places until it got out of feul and the path became too narrow, which caused a lot of arguing between everyone as there was no gas station nearby and finally all had a safe way to get through this and now have to abandon it. Once the arguing calmed down all got out the truck with annoyance and continued on foot again. A lot of complaining of how the truck was better and such went until Coach yelled yes the truck was nice but it's over now as circumstances won't allow its further use so everyone stop whining and focus.

Rochelle:

She felt her hope lower even more when you all came upon military trucks. If the military couldn't survive these zombies, how could she? As she was starting to overthink everything you walked to some shot down zombie soldiers then said the armor would be useful. She looked at you with shocked eyes then shook her head, whispering this is insane. But she crouched with you and both began pulling the armor and helmets off the corpses then putting them on, shivering at the feeling of the blood and just the thought that this was on a corpse. You took a bag off the soldier and stuffed it with anything that would be useful that was on the soldiers then both continued walking; now a little bit better defended. She felt sick the whole time, trying to ignore the stench that was on these items and the thought that these were just on corpses.

Ellis:

He got so excited when he found a military cargo truck. He knew it just had to hold amazing things inside. You worriedly called his name as he ran to it then chased after him, weapon ready for if any zombies jump out as you both approached it. Luckily it was zombie-free, and even more luckily it held useful supplies. He felt so excited when he found bombs, mines, and even a rocket launcher, looking like a kid on Christmas who got the present they wanted, asking you if you see this then laughing these will make you both win the next few fights for sure.

You asked him how he's planning to carry all that around, which made him realize he can't take all these supplies with him. He wanted to say he could put it all in a box but then he realized there's no way he could carry such a heavy box around the whole time so he cursed. You gave him a bag, telling him to put in only the important stuff he's sure he will be using. So he stuffed it with explosives, assuring you these are important because he will definitely use these next time. He carried the bag, which gave him backpain but he was determined, and he also carried the rocket launcher with him, excited to use this the next time there's a horde.

Nick:

Both arrived to this tank crashed into a building so you asked if you two can go through this whole thing in a tank, but he gave you unimpressed eyes and asked if you know how to operate a tank. You shrugged and said got all the time in the world to learn it now, to which he rolled his eyes and said let's just see what's inside it first. As you opened the lid suddenly zombie soldiers tried to pull you down but luckily Nick was quicker to shoot them all down then curse before shooting them again to be certain. He told you to explore it and he will keep an eye out so you jumped inside the tank while he stayed on it.

You found various useful supplies then popped back up, asking if you seriously can't drive the tank. He was about to shake his head but then mumbled 'whatever' and said give it your best try so you spent a bit trying to figure it all out, and actually got it moving. He cursed and admitted he's shocked you got this damn thing moving, only to groan when you backed up and crashed into the building behind so he mumbled that was expected. He awkwardly asked if you are seriously gonna continue this in a tank so you said of course and your chances of surviving have just become bigger.

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Coach:

He was very pissed at himself, saying how he had planned this all that you all would make it to the safe room before night but because of his bad planning it failed. So you comforted him, telling him he couldn't have known where the zombies would be or what unexpected would be ruining the planning. You asked him to try and calm down before the zombies hear him so he mumbled you are right and he's sorry.

So the next few minutes was walking in silent as he was trying to consult himself to stay calm and that you are right and being angry about it won't change anything so he has to focus on making sure you all survive the night now. All hid in some store, building up a little fort with supply boxes then ate the food and water while discussing some plans.

All agreed two will patrol and the rest will sleep, then after a few hours will switch and once there's light all rush out and get to the safe room as fast as possible.

Rochelle:

She was terrified, whispering she wasn't prepared to fight zombies and definitely not at night. She began panicking as every tiny sound became terrifying and made her point her gun, even more panicking when she couldn't see anything. Eventually you got enough and pushed her hands down, telling her to watch out before she shoots and actually does attract zombies.

You noticed a car with all doors open so sneaked to it then climbed inside and quietly shut the doors before gesturing she can arrive. She hurried over before climbing in, whispering this is insane, so you argued back there is nothing else and it's only until a bit of sun comes. Both laid back on the car seats, trying to pass time with whispering because neither could fall asleep in this dangerous situation. So once a bit of sun came, both hurried out, sneaking along the walls, trying to locate the road to the safe room with the little bit of sunlight.

Ellis:

He got excited but was also a bit nervous and scared. It felt like camping, just with zombies around now and the chance of something dangerous actually happening being doubled. He assured you he went camping a lot as a kid so just trust him to find the good spot to sleep. Both snuck around, which made him whisper to you he feels as if he's coming right out of a movie now.

Once he found a good spot and you gave his cheek a kiss, saying you knew he would find a good spot, he got a big grin, happily saying of course he would and you should always trust him. Both laid down to sleep, which was a bit difficult to do so both just whispered and he kept whispering jokes to you to keep you at ease and pass the time quicker. Once it was morning he pat you many times, hurriedly saying it's light out so can both continue.

Nick:

He was muttering about how he said you all should hurry and should not stop to kill off those few zombies far away but nooo. So you grew annoyed with all his complaining so both your moods were awful and now it was night so couldn't even see zombies. Once Nick calmed down he said should both find a good place to rest. There wasn't anything secluded so both just continued walking, deciding moving is safer than being sitting ducks.

Each time a noise came both tensed up and stayed as still as possible and only began moving once certain it's not a zombie or at least that the zombie wasn't looking your way.

Soon arrived near the safe room so both silently cheered, only to curse as the sound of a horde of zombies following came so both ran to the door. Once it was shut tight you hugged him tight, cheering you both managed to make it through the night so he hugged you back tightly then gave you a kiss, saying he's sorry he was such an ass in the beginning.

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Coach:

Whenever he's struggling to pull himself up on a ledge you will hurry over and try to help him up, groaning. If you make a comment for him to lose weight he will argue back to just help. Once he's up he will usually pat your back in praise then hurry on again, saying let's get this going. When you are struggling to get up something he's as quick to help you up. He will take your weapon so it doesn't keep getting in your way or dragging you down and usually able to lift you up with surprising ease. Once you are standing he will push the weapon against you, saying this isn't over yet so let's go. When you have to climb something high he will stand against the wall and fold his hands together as a step, telling you he can handle your weight so don't worry about this. As you step on his foot he will push you up as best as he can, trying to keep his groan inside him to show he can handle this without issue.

Rochelle:

Whenever she's struggling to climb up something she begins panicking, thinking the zombies will come and drag her down when she's already struggling. So you will have to assure her it's okay so she stays calm and focused. You will have to walk her through it a bit. Once she's up she will let out a shaky breath then thank you. When you are struggling to get up something she will wait for you, keeping guard for any potential danger, asking you if she has to help pull you up. If you say no she will just wait until you are finally up. If you say yes she's quick to help you as best as she can. Once you are up she will ask if you are good and guide you to where you saw you two have to go next.

Ellis:

He likes climbing up stuff so this is never really an issue for him. It would only be an issue if he's dragging along something he doesn't really need or something heavy so you will argue for him to just drop it but he will argue back no and he wants to keep it. So you will groan but tell him to take it off then both first hoisted it up and then he was able to climb up without issue. When you are struggling he will hurry over, asking with a smile if you are having fun then quickly helped you up. Once you were up he joked you should start training in the safe rooms.

Nick:

He will refuse help because he's too stubborn to admit he can't climb up himself. It's only when zombies come and try to take chunks out his legs that he will yell your name and yell to come help him. So once you help him up he will adjust his suit, mumbling thanks then hurry off, too embarrassed he needed the help. When you are struggling to climb up somewhere he's quick to hurry over and help you up, complaining about the situation. Once you are up he will just tell you let's go and hurry off, not wanting to stay here any longer.

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Coach:

He was so pumped, confidently telling the team loudly this will work and everyone will make it through. Why is he so confident? Well because he has a soldier on his team so he isn't just stuck with people who have no clue how to handle a gun. Whenever you kill the zombies with such ease, your form and aim just showing you have been trained, he always gets so pumped, feeling so confident you will all make it through. Though when you got injured he cursed a lot and his new objective was to fix you up as you are probably everyone's best chance at surviving this. He does find it funny whenever he's ordering people around as everyone kind of just gave him the "leader" role and you accidentally call him "sir" out of habit.

Rochelle:

It honestly didn't process with her at first as she was too busy thinking she has to survive and get to the safe rooms. It only hit her how you are trained when she saw how easily you did this and how calmer than everyone else you stayed. Whenever you train in the safe rooms she just stares, wondering if you really think this is still important and she's sure barging through the zombies is enough exercise for a week. She asked you to teach her how to use each gun accuractely so you taught her. She can tell you still have some habits from your work but she doesn't point them out.

Ellis:

He got so excited, asking you if you can show him anything then punching the air and kicking, asking if he's doing it right. So you showed him some stuff, mainly all he will need to survive during this time. He keeps trying to take your equipment so you always have to slap his hand away, telling him to stay off your equipment before he harms himself. When you finally let him use your equipment as the situation got too serious he got so excited, feeling as if he's finally worthy. He's also always asking you, even during combat, if that certain movie with soldiers in was accurate.

Nick:

He got excited, saying "hell yeah", knowing now the chances of surviving this just risen. He usually leaves all the tough work to you and just does the small work. Sometimes while taking a break he will ask you about your time serving as a soldier and listening as he finds it all interesting. Whenever you are about to get injured or do get injured he will tell you something like "Hey, stay safe, we need you". He does find it annoying how you take so long as you are always preplanning everything and making a backup for if the plan fails and then making other backup for if the backup fails.

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Coach:

He stayed guard as you examined the car and tried to get it started. When it suddenly started up both stared at it in disbelief then cheered. He was quick to yell for everyone else to get in while hurrying to the passanger seat. Once everyone was inside you drove off. As you drove wildly he asked if you even have a license, but you just replied back not as if a cop will check so who cares. He stared then sighed how comforting this is. He tried the radio but nothing so he frowned but gave up on it and just looked outside the window, thinking about various things, now finally time for everything that has happened to truly settle in and process it all.

Rochelle:

She yelled your name in that "what are you doing?! Come and help!" tone, but you yelled back you think this car can start. As you turned the keys a few times, begging mentally, suddenly it started up so cheered then yelled for her to get in. She looked confused but did so, asking if it's really working then yelled for the rest. Once everyone was inside you drove off. She excitedly hit your shoulder, saying you did it then looked behind and watched the zombies disappearing from sight before she slouched in the seat, letting out a big sigh of relief.

Ellis:

He got so excited when he saw you climb into a car, asking you many times if it's working and if he should take a look at it. When you called out you got it running so get in, he was quick to jump in and lean out the window, clenching his gun, laughing this feels like one of those action games. Once everyone was inside you drove off. As you drove he kept begging to drive a bit as well so at one point you stopped the car and both switched places. It was good because then you could also get some rest.

Nick:

He immediately argued we are not pulling an Ellis, but you argued back this is way safer and quicker than walking through thousands of zombies. A horde came so he cursed then crawled inside, saying fine. He stared in the side mirror as the zombies were approaching, starting to tell you "come on, get it moving", soon turning to yelling "go already!". When you finally got it moving and drove, he stared tensed at the disappearing zombies then let out a sigh, saying he hates this so much. As you drove you realized something's wrong with the car but kept silent until it becomes bigger of an issue as clearly Nick needed some minutes to just relax and you weren't in the mood to hear him complain again.

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Coach:

You were both roaming about a house, searching for food or water. You took a broom to lean on it, your legs aching from all the walking, when suddenly zombies came storming in. So you used the broom to push them back and hit them. Coack yelled to get your gun so you yelled back it's on the table. As Coach hurried to the table, shooting zombies while doing so, he took your gun. Now just a Hunter was left. It jumped towards you. You just slammed the broom right into its open mouth, pushing it right through the body. Both stared as now the Hunter laid on the floor, broom stabbed through it. Coach held the gun to you, commenting to never take your gun off you, and what you just did was disgusting but badass. He let out a laugh, patting your shoulder as to say "good job" then said let's go and both left the house.

Rochelle:

You found this hardcover book in some house so were flipping through it, curious what it is and wondering if Rochelle might like it, only to curse when you heard Rochelle yelling your name. Ran to her to see a zombie trying to bite her, with her using her bat to keep it away. So you ran to the zombie and hit it with the book. You stumbled causing the zombie and you to fall so you just began pounding it with the book until it stopped moving. It wasn't a pretty image as its head was now bashed in. Rochelle stared in shock but then slowly took your arm, whispering its dead so let's go. You just lifted the book, now covered in blood, and mumbled you wanted to gift this to her. She stared then chuckled she appreciates the thought but she doesn't want it now. She said come on and pulled you up then both left the house.

Ellis:

When you ran in and saved his life with a simple pencil that was the day you became his idol and the most badass person to him. Of course he kept making John Wick references now, and not once did a day go by since then that he did not bring it up. Or would lift random items and ask you if you can kill zombies with this. He often debates if he should try killing zombies with a pencil as well, but then decides not to as he doesn't want to risk it with getting his hand so close to the zombies. He does many crazy things, but that's too crazy.

Nick:

You found a water bottle in some abandoned car so asked if you should use it, which prompted Nick to give you a very disgusted look and a no in a tone that said that's disgusting. So you argued back you both don't have anything to drink water with, to which Nick argued back you both just don't even have water. As you both were bickering back and forth suddenly this zombie popped out behind him. Nick let out a curse and twirled around, only to curse again when you rushed past him and hit the zombie's head with the bottle. Kept hitting it with the bottle, yelling he could help. But by the time he got his pistol the zombie was already lying down, head bashed in, not moving anymore. He stared then said you can keep the bottle.

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Coach:

He was sawing away with his chainsaw, yelling in anger and for more mental strength. He swung the weapon already, not actually looking where it's going, just slashing any zombie in sight. He froze as a pained horse sound came, which confused him so much. He looked to see in what his chainsaw is stuck to see a goddamn horse, with a motherfucking cowboy on that. And a zombei cowboy at that. He stared with the most "what the motherfucking god is this shit?!" then just pushed his saw further, shouting what the fuck is this. Later, once it was over, he pointed to it, asking you if you saw that shit. Asking what's next, Roman zombies or pirate zombies. He still remembers it to this day as one of the weirdest zombie encounters.

Rochelle:

She froze in her shooting and stared as the horse ran past, on top a zombie bouncing up and down wildly, honestly amazing how it stayed on, then she slowly looked at you as if to ask "was that real?". You just asked her if that was a zombie on a horse, so she said back in a cowboy outfit at that. Both went back to fighting the zombies, and once cleared she curiously asked where that cowboy zombie went. Both walked around a bit before finding the horse freaking out as the zombie was ripping open its neck. Rochelle cursed before shooting the zombie in its head. She held a cringe the whole time, feeling bad for the horse, who was now doing weird movements. You asked if she wants to do it or should you. She stared at it then looked away, flinching as your gunshot went, then asked if it's over. You gave a hum then both walked away and back to the safe room route.

Ellis:

He immediately feaked out, in the excited way. Loudly asking if that's a fucking cowboy so you told him to keep it down before it notices you two. But it already did as the horse loudly neighed and began running, the cowboy zombie on top moaning and flailing around, stuck with their feet in the stirrups. He just loudly said that's so cool, watching the horse running around as the zombie tried to go to you two, so it ended up being dragged across the floor by the horse. He was laughing about it, just amazed he gets to see such weird, insane things, telling you this is reminding him of that cowboy game where they also made a zombie version of. As the horse came your way both pulled out your guns, to which he groaned and said he doesn't wanna kill it though, but you told him that thing is gonna trample you two without hesitation so he cursed but began shooting. Both kept shooting until it stumbled then collapsed, the zombie squeezed underneath it. He pout then sighed let's go then so both moved on.

Nick:

he just said a "what the fuck" in the most unimpressed voice you heard from him so far. So you asked what. He pointed towards something so you look then just stared before beginning "is that a-" and he finished it with a "a zombie cowboy on top of a gpddamn horse? Yeah, yeah it is." Both just stared at it, silence, then asked if you shoot it or. He shrugged, saying your choice but he's not wasting ammo or energy on it since it's not even noticed you two yet. Both just stood there longer then he said let's go so you hummed and both just walked on, the image fresh in mind, even hours later.

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Coach:

Tripping happens a lot as you are all stumbling around, trying to avoid zombies, trying to shoot while rushing about. So tripping happens a tot and at first it was either laughing about it or cursing as falling down as zombies crowd in is not the best thing. Now it's just pull each other up as if nothing special happened, saying something like "watch your feet" or just a simple "get up!". Sometimes he pulls you up and you go flying in the air for a sec with how unexpectedly strong he can be. Sometimes you forget how strong he is but then he does that and then you remember it for a long time.

Rochelle:

She will help others up immediately, keeping an eye on any approaching danger, telling the person to hurry up. Others she will immediately leave after helping them up, but if it was you she will first quickly check to see if you got any injuries then go back to doing her thing. When she trips she will curse then panic a bit but try to stay calm. If you help her she will be grateful, thanking you then focusing back on everything else.

Ellis:

He finds it hilarious, both when he does it and others do it. He thinks it's best to laugh it off than freak out or be mad about it. When you fall and start freaking out as zombies start rushing in he's quick to rush in front of you, shooting them, yelling for you to stay calm and get up. Once up he pat your shoulder as a "there you go" then went back to focusing on his previous spot. When he trips and the zombie are getting so close he shouts your name loudly so you can come cover him while he scrambles up and gets his focus back.

Nick:

This is why he's still careful while rushing around and shooting; to avoid tripping every few minutes like everyone. So when you angrily asked nobody in particular why you keep falling he told you to watch the ground so you argued back it's quite difficult to both aim at zombies and look at the ground. He will always help you up, though it's usually just a rough pull at your arm as he's also busy trying to keep zombies away.

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Coach:

He's always the one saying everything is okay so when that stops you know he's in need of a hug and some assuring. So you will hug him, assuring him it will all be okay and you are all gonna make it out of here together. He will hold you tightly, nodding, mumbling he knows. So both just stay like that for a bit until he feels better, until he lets go with a smile and says "let's go do this!", back full of energy, determination, and confidence this will work.

Rochelle:

Each time after a horde she's in need of a hug; for you to hold you so she's sure she really did make it out of there alive and that you did as well. When she's in need of a hug she just comes to you and pulls you into a tight hug, sometimes saying something like how scary all of that was but other times just keeping silent and needing a silent embrace.

Ellis:

You know when he needs a hug because then he simply hug you out of nowhere and holds you tightly, mumbling about stuff, usually how zombie movies make all of this seem easier and how he wants to go back home and to his normal life. Anything you say will just make him doubt what you say, pout, and complain more so it's best to keep silent and just rub his back while letting him mumble about stuff.

Nick:

Nick is always in need of a hug, this man's stress is so high. He complains when he's stressed and/or annoyed, so that's why whenever he opens his mouth he just complains. But sometimes you can tell it's worse than just stress; it's when he starts to talk about bad outcomes, looking around more, having this paranoid frown, not telling you things he would normally say. So when this happens all you can really do is give him a hug and rub his back or head soothingly. It's not as if you can assure him everything will be okay because you both know the chance of that being true is so low so you keep quiet.

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Coach:

He felt conflicted as you two took shelter. He wanted to keep moving but due to the rain no one can see and the wind is hard to move through. But staying here might make a horde still appear, especially if the wind is taking your smells to them and that kind of thing applies to them. You told him best to wait here, maybe till it lessens, and rest. So he nod and all rested and just waited till the storm calmed down. It didn't, best it got was a little less, but he took this time to go as no one knows when this might end and/or if it will act up again so all hurried through the calmer storm, squinting to find the marks signaling where the next safe room is.

He held your hand tightly the whole time, shouting every now and then for everyone to stay close. Or to be careful of certain things that were moving/bending a lot due to the strong wind. He told you to focus on danger and he will focus on finding the way so both held hands: his eyes scanning for safe room signs and the right paths, while yours scanned to make sure there were no zombies nearby nor anything flying your way that got swept by the storm's wind.

Rochelle:

She cursed as she held her supplies tightly, trying not to be flown away in the wind. She yelled your name, worrying each time you got out of sight, so eventually both held hands tightly. Each sound she tugged you closer, saying she heard something so be cautious. She complained a zombie apocalypse is worse enough, a storm just confirms this is Hell. Eventually the constant noise, jumpscares, etc, made her just rush into a good secure building and cover her face while sitting far in a corner.

You couldn't tell if those were tears or rain so just stayed quiet aide her and thought stuff to yourself. Your heart was beating faster than it ever did during the usual zombie runs, but now it was beating even faster. You are shocked you haven't gotten a heartattack yet. Once it calmed down got moving again. Even though the storm mostly had passed she still held your hand tight and had you stay close to her. Light jokes went to try and lift the mood, like her asking if you think the zombies are now flying around with that strong wind, and you making a little joke back in reply that would make her chuckle then go back serious.

Ellis:

He was way too curious so he tested something: he just screamed loudly causing you to immediately twirl and point your gun at him, thinking he was being devoured, but he just looked at you with big innocent eyes. You angrily asked him what that was so he said zombies at least can't hear you two over the pouring rain and wind so that's fun. You stared at him as if he's insane, but he just walked off, excited as finally you both don't have to be on constant stealth mode. Of course he tried to use this to have some "fun" with you as nobody could hear or see you two, but you told him they still will if they get close enough. He whined like a child that this isn't fun and then there is never a moment to have sex so come on. But you kept walking so he groaned, mumbling all he's getting out of this zombie apocalypse is the worst case of blue balls.

When something almost fell on him you were quick to pull him aside, shouting to watch out and you both should find shelter, but he just laughed in surprise that if you weren't there he would be dead now. Both hurried as even the trees began bending slightly. But there weren't many secure buildings so both argued if you should go to a safe room, which who knows how far is, or take shelter in some weak building. Both argued back and forth and soon came to the agreement to just run for the safe room so held hands tightly, supplies held tightly in the other, and then ran, making sure to avoid anything falling or zombies being tossed around by the wind.

Nick:

When he first saw it he just went "wha the- no! What is this?!" then began complaining so much, most of "oh yeah, because it wasn't bad enough!". For once you didn't have to shush his complaining to avoid having zombies drawn towards it as the storming down rain blocked it out, now you just wanted to shush him because he was being annoying. But you decided to just move away a bit to have it silenced a bit so now he was just muffling sound. So long you heard him you stayed there, knowing he's safe there as you still heard him in an annoying tone, and this way can both scout more area to search for a place to shelter till it's over or for the safe room symbols.

Both followed the symbols but soon stuff began falling and the wind got so bad that moving became difficult so decided to shelter in the safest building nearby, under some desk. Both just sat there, cramped together, awkward before beginning to talk. Eventually both just began doing hand clap games, going over the various versions you both knew of this game, then laughing like idiots when it failed. It was nice to have this little silly moment while the world around you two is falling apart. Once the storm calmed down both got moving again, now with numb legs from having been cramped like that together, and silence again as the storming down rain wasn't there anymore to block out loud complaining.

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Coach:

He cursed and all quickly hid behind some bushes, eyeing the soldiers marching on the roads, fully alert with hands gripping their guns, clearly not friendly. All waited until they were gone then hurried on in crouched positions, extra fear added. So now sudden gunfires got added that scare everyone so much each time of their shots suddenly breaking your concentrated silence, and all used guns less to avoid having them all hunt you down. It became even more of a nightmare than it already was.

At one point got spotted so all began running as the soldiers yelled in foreign languages and then just began shooting, even throwing a grenade. The shrapnel of the grenade hit your leg so you fell but Coach was quick to throw you over his shoulders, groaning these guys are insane. Once in a safe room he shut it tightly and even pushed some stuff before it for extra barricade and avoid having them look through the little window. He quickly took care of your leg, advicing everyone to get anything useful here because this shit just got tougher than before.

Rochelle:

She cursed a lot when seeing military vechiles drive farther away before saying she saw those in another country once when she had to go do an interview there. She was clearly starting to panic as now you all have military to deal with as well before asking you with hopeful eyes what if they are here to help. But that quickly went away when a loud blast went and the ground shook so you argued probably not here to help anyone and just to take the land. It went fine for a while but then got caught by some.

The group was arguing with each other, in a language you couldn't understand and she only a bit from her traveling there, and from her terrified expressions you could guess it's nothing good. Both were put on your knees and two went behind you. Rochelle began sobbing, trembling so much.

Suddenly dragged out moans came and then the two soldiers fell as zombies came from behind so you snatched Rochelle's wrist and pulled her up and both just ran. But she cried weapons so you cursed then hurried between the zombies devouring the soldiers and snatched your bags before hurrying back to her. Almost got taken down but Rochelle stole a soldier's gun and shot it down so both successfully escaped. Now both took even bigger detours around suspected soldier groups to avoid what happened, and only escaped by the zombies for once being good for something and helpful.

Ellis:

He cursed a lot, saying this is becoming a mixture between a war and zombie movie. Both hid behind a car, whisper yelling to each other, both anxious and scared of what will happen and why there are soldiers from another land storming in. He tried to joke but he went quiet very quickly when the sound of footsteps stomping came. Both looked under the car and saw the military boots stomping around.

You both looked at each other, terrified of what will happen. He glanced back then took your hand and tugged you along while crawling. Both crawled to an alley then ran and popped out the other side and ran away from that place. Both kept running, begging they haven't taken hold of the safe rooms and both knowing you both need to definitely get to the right place to get off the continent and somewhere safer. As you both came to a jog and then a walking hurried pace he asked if that means other lands are safe as that was a lot of military storming through or if they are coming here to look if America is safe so they can move here. You shrugged, sighing you don't know and it can be anything, maybe even a war. He groaned, saying this was exciting but now it's just getting annoying.

Nick:

He was mainly angry because now he had to dirty his suit on purpose as his white suit was able to be seen from far away between all the dark colors and dirty stuff. You helped him dirty the back of it, to which he glared and said you better not be enjoying this because this was an expensive suit. You assured him no but had a little twinkle in your eyes that said otherwise. He pointed to accuse you but suddenly a shot went so he cursed and threw his arms up, yelling humans.

The soldiers held their fire, but they weren't too far away so could hear their foreign arguing. You didn't need to understand the language to understand it was clearly an argument between "do you keep them alive or just make it easy and kill them?" The unsure soldier seemed to be convinced by the anxious and pushy soldier so you knew this couldn't end good. You took Nick's arm and pulled him along, running away, using everything around as cover and hiding. He cursed, saying now they will for sure shoot, but you just argued back they clearly were gonna do so anyway so best to not wait and just run.

Both managed to escape and kept running until your insides were burning. Both hide on the backseat of a car, and kept crouched between the seats. A lot of whisper arguing went as neither sure of what to do now and if anywhere is even safe anymore. He angrily said he's not living his life hiding from zombies and soldiers so you told him to go and live in Hell then. He gave you an offended look, asking you why you automatically assume he would go to Hell.

All you did was give him the "are you being serious?" look so he mumbled shut up, fully well knowing if there is an afterlife he would definitely go to the bad part. Now silence fell and he just smacked his face on the seat, now just wondering why people think there's an after life and how they are so sure since not as if anyone ever came back from being death and filled them in on it, and it's probably just so people do better things in life and feel better about dying.

When you asked what he's thinking about, sounding bored and "what even is life anymore..?" he just shrugged then said dumb stuff so you nod in agreement. Both couldn't think anymore, bodies having given up now that you are both finally sitting and able to relax a bit.

You mumbled you can't even lift your head anymore so he chuckled and said he feels the same then sighed he never thought he would be falling asleep like this, while zombies and soldiers roam outside, trying to kill him. He joked there were some guys previously who wanted him death, but now it's really everything out there that wants him death. Both fell asleep squeezed between car seats, holding hands, wondering if life will ever become good again, and if you guys will wake up tomorrow or if soldiers or zombies will kill you both in your sleep.

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Coach:

He wanted to throw one in an open area but suddenly a zombie fell against him causing him to flail, cursing and trying to grip his gun and shoot it. As he flailed the grenade flew out his hand and into the air. He shot the zombie and pushed it off, cursing, his whole side now feeling so disgusting. He began wiping it, as if hoping to wipe off the sensation. But that didn't work, what did was the cold chills washing over him as he saw the grenade aside you and you rushing away from it. You got away from it, but not the shrapnel that flew off it and between the approaching zombies. You fell and cursed, smacking the ground in frustration as little pieces of grenade was stuck in your back. He ran over, yelling to cover him. He took your arms and began pulling you up, yelling come on, anxiously watching the zombies twirl to you two as the pipe bomb was done beeping and had blown up. He watched them rush over, closing in more and more, only to all start falling as the other survivors shot them all down, yelling for Coach to hurry. He helped you behind safety quickly, where he noticed your eyes held a daze over them. He called your name but you seemed lost. He figured your eardrums probably just burst from having an explosion so close. He quickly moved behind you and began pulling all the pieces of visible and easy to pull shrapnel out of you. His teeth were clenched with focus, ignoring each time you cursed or clenched your fists.

Once done he used his medic kit to fix the wounds quickly then all continued. Once in proper safety, in a safe room, he took you to a seperate area and took your shirt off. He didn't care for you being shirtless now, his care now is ensuring all the shrapnel got out and the wounds are taken proper care of. He found a few more, pouring water from a water bottle he found over the wounds. Each time you now flinched or cursed he mumbled a sorry or hold on a bit. Once he was done he placed his forehead against your back gently, sighing out a curse, admitting he thought he lost you there, but luckily you are fine and alive. You turned and gave his lips a light peck, too exhausted to do more, whispering thanks, so he chuckled and said of course. He held you tightly while he slept afterwards, which hurt your back but you didn't wake him up, because he looked so sorrowful, and you could tell he was holding you this tightly because he was so glad he did not lose you and you are still here, in his arms.

Rochelle:

It was pouring down rain causing it to be difficult to see the zombies and how many, and so she yelled she will just use a pipe bomb. You were walking away to make more space as there was a big open space she could use. She noticed it, and as if reading your thoughts, threw it that way. Or she wanted to. As she threw it, the rain had made it slipper and caused the bomb to slip out her hand. She did a weird toss hand-to-hand play with the bomb before throwing it. Now she didn't throw it with a direction in mind, now she just threw it with "get this away before the zombies come running to me!" in mind. She watched with relief as it was tossed away, but that look shifted to horror quicker. The bomb fell right aside you. The zombies ran from her direction to where the bomb now laid, aside you. And so you moved fast: kicking it as far as you could. But just a feet or two away from your stretched out foot did it blow, blasting away both zombies and you. She screamed your name. She ran, but Nick snatched her waist as Coach yelled to first clear the zombies.

They shot all the zombies until none moved, and then Rochelle ran to you. You laid there, hands hovering over your foot, unable to clench it; crying out in pain and panting. She stood frozen, staring at the visible muscles and bone from your foot now. She could barely make it out though as so much blood was pouring from your foot. Coach ran past her and took your calf to keep your foot still, shouting at Rochelle a few times until she finally snapped out of it. He yelled to get something to wrap around your foot. She looked around then yelled to Nick to give his jacket. He wanted to protest causing her to angrily ask who cares about some stupid jacket and almost tore it off him so he quickly pulled it off. She gave it to Coach, who tied it around your foot tightly then told Rochelle to help. She helped put you on his back and all hurried to a safe place as the rain made it unable to see if there were zombies nearby or not. Once at a safe, closed off area they got their first aid kits together and used whatever could help you right now.

Ellis:

He loudly announced he's throwing a pipe bomb and did, but you didn't hear it over the sound of your gun and your focus on not being eaten by the zombies. So when more zombies came rushing you froze, wondering why, only to then turn and stare at the blinking bomb on the ground, a few feet away. One zombie hit your shoulder as it came stumbling with speed towards the bomb, and all you felt was cold rush over your insides as you truly thought that was it. Somehow they didn't even care anymore for you, even though you stood right there, they were more intrigued by the bomb now: all going to get it. Before they could reach it already went off, causing you to curse as pieces of dirt flew into your eyes.

You stumbled back, only to hit a solid figure. Without sight the coldness washed over again. Twirling, gun aimed, you pulled the trigger. But it was Ellis, shouting "hey!", in time catching your wrist and pointing the gun away. Both cursed as the gunshot went off close to your ears, now deafening you two from one side. He cursed but also chuckled: all this adrenaline and fear rushing through him. He pulled you to the group, which had Rochelle yelling at him and him yelling back in defense that he announced it and you didn't move. You yelled, though thought it was gonna come out as a normal tone, that you didn't hear it. Rochelle checked you while Ellis stood by awkward and worried; looking like a scared golden retriever that did something wrong and is worried he will get scolded or disliked by his owner now. But once you felt great again and all got moving you assured him it's okay, especially because it's not like he did it on purpose, and you are okay so all is fine and he can stop being so worryingly quiet with that sulking expression.

Nick:

Ellis threw a grenade, not noticing you stood near it. Luckily Nick noticed as you looked down at the weird metal, clicking sound. Nick screamed to run, and you just did without a second thought as you saw zombies running towards the object. As an explosion went off behind you, was when you realized what it was. But you were still too close as your eardrums exploded and got hit by something, which felt like a zombie's leg hitting the back of your head, causing you to fall forward.

As you laid there, groaning and holding your head, processing it all again Nick was already at your side. He took your upper arm and pulled you up, shooting approaching zombies, yelling. But you couldn't hear what he was saying, it sounded as if he was far away, speaking to you from behind a window. Though it looked as if he was more shouting at Ellis than you, and they didn't look like nice words from the way his face was filled with anger. But you trust Nick so just followed him and shot as he gestured to the left, where approaching zombies where approaching while he took care of the ones behind and right. Once the area was clear he sat you down and all waited until your hearing returned, which you were so happy did. So once it was back and the back of your head stopped throbbing all continued onward: now at a slower pace as they worried you might not be in perfect condition now to be running and such.

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Coach:

These are moments he gets so jealous as he could never do that. It's impressive but irritating because he finds it so intriguing he wants to watch you doing them, but he can't or he would be eaten so he will be shooting the zombies, trying to picture what moves you are doing now. As you both just walking to the next location he will be curiously asking about it: asking how it began, who inspired you, if it's as difficult as it looks, such things he's always wondered as he watched those parkour videos on the internet. Sometimes as you do it you remind him of some of the young men he used to coach, how they would also do this, or at least try, and how energetic and fun they were. He always felt weirdly proud as he watched them as he felt they were gonna go places. He can't help but get a bit somber after those happy thoughts, hoping those young men with so much joy and energy made it to safety.

Rochelle:

She always wishes she had a cameraman with her at times, especially when cool things like you jumping like some frog from one high place to another and dodge zombies doing it. She wishes she could film it so once you are all at safety and other people she can show it and show off her lover being such a cool person, and just because nobody would believe her otherwise. As you run around, doing stunts, she can't help but shout to be careful, or that she doesn't want to have to rescue you because you break your ankle or anything. You always assure her you won't, but one time you did and she has yet to not remind you of it each time you start rushing around again. She does like seeing it though, because she can see the twinkle of joy in your eyes as you feel free and carefree again, even if there are zombies around, because you can run and jump around like a kid again. Once it's done and you hurry over she will chuckle, ask some stuff like if you had fun out there.

Ellis:

He's so jealous because he wants to be able to do that as well, so eventually he began asking you to teach him. He kept asking it and even began trying on his own so eventually you taught him the basic and simple things, also just so he won't hurt himself trying to teach himself. So eventually he tried to keep up as you ran with such agile and focus around, but he just couldn't as he was still too nervous and unsure of himself to do it all so you told him confidence is the big part here and that he can't back up mid-stunt or he will just injure himself. So each time before he goes he did little jumps, hyping himself up, then goes and does it all without taking a second to worry, which made you so proud to see. Eventually he was able to keep up with you better. It were rare moments you two could train and do all this as there were zombies around each corner, but that just made these moments more special and fun, and memories you two will look back on later and smile about. The most exciting thing so far was definitely jumping from roof to roof, watching the zombie-filled streets between the gaps of all the buildings.

Nick:

He gets irritated by it because it's distracting and each time you jump over a gap or do something dangerous he tenses with angst, able to picture so clearly how you can break something and/or die doing those moves. One time it was quite amusing to see you rushing away, using parkour stunts, to escape from a Hunter on your tail. As you jumped down a big height, rolling on the ground, he took aim and shot the Hunter as it jumped down as well. You hurried back as the body slammed down and both stared at it, guns aimed; but it didn't move anymore. Both gave each other a look that said "thanks" and "good job", but then he glared and strictly told you to stop acting like some circus employee before you break your neck.

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Coach:

He will be very careful while trying to be quick so this can be over for you soon. He will be muttering stuff, usually to stay relaxed and that he's trying to be quick. Or he might tell you stories from his coaching days, entertaining ones, so the time can go by quick and you can focus on something fun than this uncomfortable and anxious experience. Whenever you pull away from him as he gets too close to a sore area or injury he gets this clenching feeling in his chest, somehow feeling responsible he got you in this state, and sad you have to endure this. It's a great motivator for him to get you both out of here and then give you a peaceful life with no more injuries.

Rochelle:

She will be telling you to tell her if it hurts as she helps you. If you get this look of shame and vulnerability in needing this help she is quick to assure you it's okay. She will hold you, assuring you there is no need to feel ashamed or guilty for this and that she's happy to help you. She will go the extra miles to brush your hair, clean your nails, massage some stuff: to ensure you feel okay and know she really doesn't mind this. At the end she usually gives your head somewhere a kiss, telling you with a smile it's over.

Ellis:

He will still be playful. At first you didn't let him help you as, while his playfulness takes the awkward and shame away, he didn't stop being playful physical and was too wild so would accidentally hurt you. After a few promises he will be calmer you let him do it again, also mainly because changing and/or washing by yourself was so painful you gave up. And he did as promised: he was calmer in his movement, only now his mouth still running wild. At one point he joked next time he knows a more fun way he can cause you soreness than you getting it from running from zombies. So while he's rambling to you about some insane idea he has; his hands will be carefully and calmly helping you with clothes or washing. Once done he will check you over dramatically then give two thumbs up, giving a little whistle then humming you are rocking this new look.

Nick:

It's one of those few moments he shows his concern and caring side. He will be gentle, with a soft look on his face, though a frown as he's concerned on not hurting you and avoiding any injuries. When you point out this change in character he will inside that's not true, though even his refusal didn't hold his usual edge and loud sarcastic behaviour. Once done that's when it returns as he tugs your clothes closed, chuckling now you can go beat some zombies in a fresh state.

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Coach:

He will just relax aside you, leaning against the wall while breaking open a water bottle or some food. He will usually take a bite then offer you some of it. When you tell him to look at what you scribbled he will do so. He will give a small comment on it or a chuckle before going back to staring ahead and eating with not much on his mind, his legs burning so hard as you all finally stopped moving so only now he is realizing how much he's sweating and how his muscles are aching.

Rochelle:

Sometimes she will watch what you write or draw down but usually she just does her thing, rambling to you about something or reminding you to restock if you need to. When you ask her to join she will do so since it's a nice little moment to not focus on the reality of the situation and just have a silly activity to do with you together.

Ellis:

He always joined in, both creating weird drawings or sayings on the walls. Sometimes it's something cute, other times weird stuff, other times just silly things. Usually he will scribble down movie references that would fit the situations, making a quiz out of it by making you guess out of which movie they come.

Nick:

He would just glance and dismiss it. Very few times he will join in, usually to scribble something underneath it with a chuckle. When you are being annoying he will tell you to go scribble on the damn wall again, as if telling a kid to color so the toddler will be quiet and stop being a bother.

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Coach:

He told you to take them as they can be useful for when someone gets split up. He doesn't use them though as he worries when he uses it the other person might be near zombies and it gives their position away. But it's better to be safe than sorry so in the case the group does get split up then can all contact each other and regroup.

Rochelle:

She wanted you to leave them behind because she was paranoid the sounds will just alert zombies and have them come running. She also didn't see the point in it since you all always stay close to each other, in each other's sight, and if someone gets too far away she is quickly aside them and warning they are starting to stray away before guiding them back.

Ellis:

He urged you to take them with you, clearly wanting to use it for just fun so you took them. Both use them when there are no zombies around and are far away from each other. 9 times out of 10 he uses it to say some dumb thing or bad joke then giggle about it before shutting off the walkie talkie with an "over and out" in some dramatic tone as if he's in a serious character in an action movie.

Nick:

He just told you to toss it away because it's useless and makes too much noise so it will attract zombies. You said Ellis might enjoy it, but that made Nick tell you more sternly and certain to throw that away right now or will all be stuck listening to Ellis saying dumb shit every second. Before you could speak he warned he will break that thing if you give it Ellis so you dropped it and left it behind. As you both walked off he assured you there's no need for such a thing anyway since you are both always near each other and he's not planning to leave you any time soon.

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Coach:

He takes it all serious so he will examine the surroundings then assure you it's safe and its normal to feel this way but rest is important so try to sleep some more, or at least just rest. But after a few goes he just yawns and does a lazy check then pulls you close and mumbles it's all fine so go back to sleep. When he's awake again he will ask you if you got any more sleep afterwards and if you are feeling better now.

Rochelle:

She's paranoid herself so it will just add to her paranoia and both will go check it out, very careful while holding your weapons at the ready. So far only once was there a zombie, but all the other times not; but that one time was too much so no matter how many times you wake her up she will check it out because best to be safe than sorry. She will cuddle with you afterwards, yawning now she can't go back to sleep so both will just be resting while holding each other, mumbling stuff to each other every now and then.

Ellis:

He will just yawn it's fine and he checked before settling down so no need to worry. If you keep insisting he will either go check just so you will be quiet and he can go back to sleep peacefully, but other times he just pulls you down and traps you then goes back to sleep with his face nuzzled against your neck, mumbling of how it's all fine and he will keep you safe so go back to sleep. He doesn't like having his sleep interrupted, makes him angry even, so best to just leave him be or else you are stuck with an annoyed man for the rest of the whole day.

Nick:

He just mutters he wouldn't be sleeping here if he was unsure if there could be danger. If it's a nightmare he just holds her arm up as a way to tell you to get closer and he will hold you but don't expect too much because he's way too tired. He will just hold you, but even though he's not in the mood to talk or such he will still plant a lazy kiss to your head and hold you in a way that makes you feel safe.

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Coach:

He will be like your right-hand man: always helping you keep it all in check, organizing things, doing the smaller things so you can focus on the bigger ones. If you are unsure he's quick to help you figure it out. He doesn't push what he thinks should be done, just suggests various things and sees what you go with because he trusts you to make the right calls. Sometimes both can share a little moment where you are overlooking a map, discussing the route to the next safe room. Usually he will be holding you during it, finally able to hold you in this rare moment of peace from the zombies.

Rochelle:

She trusts you to get her through this chaos. She knows this trust and dependance on you si very stressful for you but it just happens and she can't control it, especially when you are doing a great job. If anyone tries to argue against your leadership she is quick to defend you, telling them to back off because you are trying your best and have gotten them this far. When it gets too much for you she will assure you you also deserve to take a break so just relax here a bit and she will keep the rest busy so they don't bother you.

Ellis:

He's always trying to convince you to do one of his insane ideas, which he doesn't find insane but genius. He's always making sure you have eaten; usually sliding the food items to you while giving you a soft "eat" expression as he's worried you are focusing too much on leading and forgetting to take proper care of yourself. When you focus too much on keeping everyone safe but forget your own he gets angry about that, yelling everyone here are adults and can handle themselves so focus on yourself first then them.

Nick:

He has a problem with authority, even if that is you. He's fine when you are yourself, but the second you go into the leading role he gets angry and refuses to listen and he starts taking out the stress by arguing back with you so a lot of arguments happen during these moments. But even though he argues he still goes and does it, even getting annoyed if someone else wants to do something that isn't according to your orders. So you have dismissed it as this just being his way to let out his stress and anger, which you have yelled to him he can't keep taking it out on you, but the most important part is he does what you ask, which he does so eventually you just let it be.

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Coach:

Humans are curious beings, if they see something that's not normal they go and inspect it. So when you both stormed in a house, killed a zombie, and he found a cabinet before a door he had to move it. He tried to open the door but it was locked. You asked him what if someone did it to lock up zombies, but he said it just doesn't feel like that. You argued for him to leave the door and keep moving, but he was so damn curious and he felt something about this. It didn't feel right but at the same time he had to solve it. He glanced to the zombie then approached it before checking its pockets, where he found a key.

He opened the door and what he saw inside had him close the door before you could peak in. You asked him why you can't see so he told you just zombies. It made you chuckle you knew it then claim you are checking out the kitchen and bathroom for supplies then moved. Once you vanished into a room he slowly opened the door again. He stared at the two dead toddlers. Neither of them were zombies. If he had to guess the father locked the children in as he knew he was changing, not wanting to eat his own children. Or maybe locked the kids up to keep them from seeing what has become of the world. No matter what locking them up is what killed them as well. It was such an odd scene, that barely made any sense, and made him feel sick to his stomach, so he closed the door, pushed the cabinet back in front, then moved on.

Rochelle:

She hurried into a house for some food, holding her gun raised, only to freeze. You came in as well, asking why she's frozen. She just shakingly nod to the scene before her so you turned your head. It was an old couple, maybe in their late 80s, sitting together on a couch, holding hands tightly, with two razors in their free hands. Blood ran from their wrists onto their intertwined fingers. Slowly Rochelle lowered her gun, looking as if this is the most traumatizing thing she has seen yet, then she whispered this world really has gone to shit. Slowly you nod then whispered need to check the kitchen. Rochelle wasn't moving so you put a hand on her shoulder and told her to keep watch outside. It took a second but then she nod a few times before hurrying over the room and back outside. She stood guard, though her mind wasn't focusing on anything out here, just on what she had just seen.

It broke her so. They looked so old, and with how they held each other with their heads leaning to each other clearly in love, and then they had to die this tragic bittersweet death. She wasn't good from this scene for a few days and is still able to picture it so clearly in her head even weeks after.

Ellis:

It was one of those rare moments where he doesn't make jokes, because there is no joke to make about zombie children. He's not gonna lie, at first he wanted to, but then the thoughts of how scared these kids must have been, how they turned, what caused them to turn, how their lives were cut so short, where and how their parents are. All of that sank in quick and made him feel ashamed he wanted to joke about it. Some even still held their toys. Joking has become a big coping mechanism, and it just helps lighten the mood, though annoys some, but he will forever feel guilt and shame he dared want to joke about this. He couldn't make any attacks to the children as they dragged their bodies over to you two. It was so tragic to see. All he could do was move his cap down, grab your hand, and hurry away.

Nick:

"Better wedding than I had." was all Nick commented as you two walked through a wedding party. He kept making sarcastic comments, most being to how shitty the wedding was and how bitchy his ex-wife was. As you turned to tell him to quiet down suddenly two zombies came rushing. One wearing a white dress and the other a fine suit. So of course Nick had to comment "They are dead and still work better than my ex-wife and I did" before you both started to shoot them with your guns. Once it was done both moved on. As you moved he did glance back to the wedding with pitiful eyes, as this couple had never even gotten the chance to start their lives together.

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Coach:

He melted what chocolate he had left into a heart shape then let it dry completely before he handed it to you, chuckling a "Happy Valentine's Day". You couldn't help but laugh at the heart, asking how he did this but he assured you not to worry about it and just enjoy it. So both cuddled together while you ate the chocolate, sometimes breaking off a bit to give him. Both half the day to just relax and cuddle then got moving again. The second you both set out again the holiday was forgotten as now bigger worries came again. As there was a long path without zombies he came aside you to promise you when you are both out of here safely with no more zombies he will celebrate Valentine's Day with you properly.

Rochelle:

She gave up on holidays. They are also a terrible reminder of how life used to be. So when you suggest celebrating Valentine's Day she ignores you. She doesn't mean to do it, it just happens. She's gloomy the day, wishing the day becomes the next time. It's not as if there's even anything Valentine themed anywhere as the world came to a stop, but it's just the knowing what happy day it should normally be that upsets her.

So once it's the next day is when she finally talks to you again. She apologized for how she acted yesterday but you assured her it's fine and you understand. She held your hand a lot the day, feeling bad how she acted but also not as she forgot about it quite fast as she has better worries than being upset some love day couldn't be celebrated. She will celebrate that when you two are safe and sound; then she will make each day a special day to celebrate.

Ellis:

You woke up to see some wilted flowers aside you. Stared at it for a bit, processing it, then got up and were still confused. Your hand reached for your weapon before your mind even followed why the door of the safe room suddenly bursted open; but it halted upon seeing Ellis enter, looking grumpy as he muttered while ensuring the door is safely shut. He turned, only to flinch and curse upon seeing you sitting up; awake. He groaned, saying he wanted to return before you woke up then hurried to you, giving you a kiss and a "Happy Valentine's Days!". Suddenly you understood why the flowers, so you chuckled a thanks and told hima happy Valentine as well. He explained he went to search for chocolates but found nothing, but you assured him that's fine and you rather he's here than risking his life for some food.

While it might be a fun, lovey dovey holiday it is still a zombie apocalypse at the end of the day so still had to march to the next safe room. He kept holding your hand and giving lots of kisses on whatever skin he could reach.

Nick:

He already didn't like Valentine's Day before this, so when it came now he forgot it even existed. When you brought it up he stared, trying to recall what the hell that is, only to then ask with annoyance if you really have time to think about such useless stuff. Both bickered about it for a while, also just because there isn't anything else to do but bicker. If you really want some romantic gesture, saying it's how you can know he loves you; he will smack some flowers he plucked in your hand, asking if going through all of this together and risking his life for you isn't sign of his love enough. And that was that, besides that both forgot about the holiday and just continued to make it through this mess.

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Coach:

He had a student who got them so he learned from there how to deal with them. He did ask you to be sure how he can help you best in these moments so you told him. When you get them during battle he apologizes as he takes your arm and guides you to safety before you run off in a panic. Once the battle is over he puts his full attention on getting you okay first again. Once it's over he likes to hold you and give you some kisses, assuring you it's okay now. He wipes your sweat away and holds you until you finally stop trembling and are back to your normal self.

Rochelle:

She notices almost immediately, also because she always glances to you during battle to ensure you are safe so when a panic attack starts settling in she's quick to get closer to keep you safe while shouting to go get yourself in a corner. So she makes you get in a corner so at least two of your sides are now safe and she can protect your other two and above. It's only once the zombies all fall and you can finally feel as if you can breathe that it gets better and slowly eases away. She will just stay back, making sure no one pesters you and you can feel safe again. Once it's mostly gone she asks from a distance if you are better and if she can approach. She will only let you go back adventuring once she's certain you are okay.

Ellis:

He has no clue how to deal with such things, so he made a few mistakes; like touching you. Though he learned those mistakes off really quick and never done them again, and apologized a lot for them each time as he feels guilty he made the attacks a bit worse. So one time you instructed him how to help in the best way he can in those moments and ever since then he has done it step-by-step without a single mistake.

Nick:

It was after a near death experience that they began. Each time you had to set back out and continue; possibly have to relive the near deaths. You felt ashamed each time, thinking he would scold you when he found you: but those were some of the times he was the kindest he has ever been to you. He was understanding, soft spoken, and patient. He gave you as long as you needed to calm down before he made you go. Once you are ready to go he doesn't ask if you are sure and both set out.

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Coach:

He will patiently wait for you. His weapon is held at the ready for if you were to return and have zombies chasing after you. If it takes too long he starts getting impatient. He doesn't go to sleep, a five minute nap at best. He tries to keep himself busy with talking to others or readying some food, glass of water, and a good place to sleep for when you return.

He's fast at the door whenever he hears a sound. When it's finally you he opens the door enough for you to slip through before slamming it shut and ensuring it's definitely shut then turns to you and asks how it went while gesturing to all he set ready for you.

Rochelle:

She will be extremely worried, trying to recall if you have food, water, and a lamp in your bag. If she can't recall she just gets even more worried that you might be out there without any of those important things. She can't go to sleep, refuses to, and just impatiently paces before the door.

The second she spots you through the bars she's quick to open the door, telling you to hurry inside. The second you are inside the door is shut she's holding you tight, asking if you are okay and if you had your supplies.

Ellis:

He will be jealous that you get to do the fun stuff and he's now stuck inside. Though more tired and worried than jealous. To pass time he just sulks and/or complains to Nick, who just keeps groaning and telling him to shut up. He starts cleaning his stuff once he's tired of complaining to Nick, while mentally getting his new experiences in order so she can share them with you later.

Once he hears the banging on the door he flinched as his mind screamed "zombies!" but then heard you and was quick at the door before he could even think. He opened it then shut it as you hurried inside. He will ask you how it was while giving you a hug then pulling away to examine your body to ensure no wounds or bites.

Nick:

He feels fine, at first. It takes him a little, as time moves so slow by. By the time it's past midnight then he's finally really worried and looking to the door many times, wondering where you are and what's taking so long. His foot will begin tapping, his fingers begin drumming or playing with whatever he can take hold of.

When he hears you shouting from far away he has already opened the door by the time you are in front of it. He shuts it then gives you a quick passionate kiss before asking what took you so long and if you have any idea what time it is.

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Coach:

He has respect for the cops; but only the good cops since he has sadly seen more corrupt ones than good ones. So depending on how you are depends on how he feels to you at first. Both talk about your jobs a lot. He loves it if you can both share the passion to wanting to teach the younger generation and help others. He always sends you first if an area needs to be scouted to ensure which way is safest to way as he knows you have the biggest chance of fighting your way out of it if it goes wrong. He sees a lot of annoyance between you and Nick so he's always assuring you during those moments you can arrest him once to safety but focus on the main thing at hand here. He confides in you for planning stuff the most and both kind of lead the group together.

Rochelle:

She was quite excited as she liked doing reports on people like you who do such various and interesting things in just one day. So she's usually asking many questions, though always assuring you don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable and rather talk about something else. She always wishes she had a notebook to write it all down on when you do tell her stories. It just fascinates her. She feels safest near you with the zombies around as you know best how to use weapons and most areas around here.

Ellis:

He's always asking stories and the dumbest questions. Or he brings up a story of something stupid he did then curiously asks if that was illegal and what you would have done if you came across him during one of those moments. He asked you to arrest and cuff him so he can know how it feels, so you did since it's so boring when there are no zombies around. He was so excited during it, giggling as he tried not to laugh to stay serious and act as if he's a serious criminal. Once done he twirled the cuffs, stating with a wink that he knows how else you two can use this.

Nick:

You felt as if you could place him but you couldn't, but it was so annoying as it was on the tip of your tongue. But then it hit you. He's Nick, the man you were told to look out for. Many reports on him, some even reports of him being violent. When you angrily told him you finally found out he held his arms out, looking proud, saying, almost singing:"took you long enough". He was smug because he knew there was absolutely no reason for you to arrest him now anymore.

So the relationship is a bit of love-hate thing. Your moral side hates him for all he did and your cop trained brain wants to arrest him each time, but your feelings for him are too big and you know during these times panicking over some criminal is no use as getting out of this zombie zone is more important now. And it's more annoying that you know he knows of the mental conflict you are stuck in and he takes amusement from it.

He curiously asked you one day if you will arrest him once you are all at peace again, to which you eyed him then said it all depends on if he behaves or not. After this you noticed he suddenly began acting a bit better and nicer.

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Coach:

Nobody has anything to do so he learns it in his free time from you. So now when he curses he curses in your language instead, and somehow it's better as it feels as if it has more force behind it. When you speak it he can just feel himself focus only on you, finding it so cool you can do this and trying to listen especially well so he can learn the words better.

Rochelle:

She can't help but laugh when she hears you cursing in it or rambling. When you speak it she finds it so fun sounding so she tries to pick up the phrases you say most and the curses. She had to gather confidence over a long time before she was finally ready to speak to you in your language. You stared at her, which made her nervous, but then smiled and replied before giving her a kiss, saying you are so content she's learning it.

Ellis:

He's always looking forward to it, sometimes annoying you on purpose so you switch to the other language and start complaining to him to stop. He gets so excited, even suggested you use it in bed during those few times you two can have some privacy. He doesn't understand the words but the way you say them and context makes him able to get what you are trying to say.

Nick:

"We are in America, speak English!" he shouts back as he hates not understanding you. So of course you do it more, which angers him more. When you argue more languages are spoken in America he glares and argues back that English is the main one and most spoken one so speak it. If you two are in a sexually heated moment and you speak it he's quick to zip his pants up and point to the door. It's not that he doesn't like it, he even likes the way you pronounce it all even; he's just too paranoid and thinks you are saying something bad to him/about him and he doesn't need to be worrying about that when he has enough to already worry about.

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Coach:

He doesn't take pictures or want anyone else to take pictures of the zombies or other tragic things. He doesn't think it's okay to take pictures of this mess; that there shouldn't be traces of what Hell this has become. Especially not of these zombies as they were once humans like him and you. He doesn't think it right to take pictures then act as if they are simply something to be fascinated over and not sympathized over.

Rochelle:

She took pictures more of locations/buildings and some of the zombies. She somehow felt wrong taking pictures of things too personal; and got upset at her own pictures when she took those as they reminded her these people also had lives and families. She takes many of you and you two together or the others. She found a photo book at one house so removed the original pictures in it and replaced with the ones she had taken. She treasures the book a lot now.

Ellis:

It's only expected you can now see him taking pictures of everything odd, creepy, and fun. Sometimes he suddenly calls your name causing you to look, only to see him holding the camera your way: snapping a picture then praising you for how beautiful you look. You once checked all pictures he took and many are of you just killing zombies. When you asked him why his cheeks turned a bit red, admitting you look awesome so he wanted to capture those moments.

Nick:

He didn't care much for it; took a few random pictures; but then gave it to you for you to have. Whenever you take pictures of him he will just look at you with unimpressed eyes, telling you to focus. When he finds the camera lying around he might steal it then take a picture of you as revenge while you are doing your own things. So it became kind of a mini civil war to keep busy and have silly fun. Anything to get silly laughs and keep busy during these times. 

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Coach:

He will keep warning you of everything. Even when you assure him you can see it all he still does it. Or tells you to slow down even when you are already slowing down. Though he also cheers to hit that zombie farther away or leans out the window to shoot a zombie with some insulting as now he's finally safer inside this car so he can shout all he want at those damn annoying bastards.

Rochelle:

She hates how fast you drive. She trusts you but that doesn't mean she can't fear for her life. When you use the car to hit zombies out the way she yells your name, telling you not to risk ruining the car and stranding you all out here. After a while she tells you to switch as she doesn't trust you to get exhausted and keep driving like this. As she drives she feels a bit stupid as now it's slower and less dramatic, but at least she knows now she will get to the destination in one piece, and you won't be too exhausted.

Ellis:

He gets excited, cheering loudly, shouting "take that!" to the zombies being left in the dust. When you suddenly do things like drift or squeeze between some cars he gets so thrilled. He always feels as if he's in some action music. Though he does complain that there's no good music to go with these moments that can then makes it really seem like an action scene. When the car acts funny he's quick to tell you to park and then check it out before zombies approach so he can determine if you should all make a run for it and abandon car or if the car can still go and how much longer.

Nick:

He likes it. Quick getaway and he's sure it will go fine. Though when you almost crash or hit something he's quick to yell at you or make a sarcastic comment about it. He will cheer though if that hitting something was a zombie. He can relax while you do your thing. At times he asks if you want to switch since he doesn't want you to exhaust yourself driving for too long. He asks but hopes you deny because admittedly he doesn't want to drive, but he won't force you to keep drivjng if he can easily take over.

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Coach:

He keeps a slow pace while moving for you. When you all have to run he's quick to grab your arm and help hurriedly limp to keep up. He picks you up if you can't keep up, telling you to focus on shooting. He focuses on many spots for you to have a break, take medicine for pain, such things. When you are apologizing, feeling terrible they have to wait for you; he's quick to assure you that it's okay and they all needed a break anyway.

When you can't move the leg anymore and are in such pain he whispers for you to try and keep down. He carries you as they can take small breaks but nothing too long. He doesn't care if you have to clench him so hard your nails dig into him; because if it means you can stay silent and not move too much then he will let you even rip his skin off.

Rochelle:

She's always assuring you can wrap your arm around her waist so she can help you walk. Or if you need a break to immediately say so they can plan it in and stop at the first safe place. If the safe room is close by but your leg starts acting up she encourages you to bite through it, holding your arm and pulling you along, cheering it's in sight.

When you are wiggling around, crying in pain as your leg is aching, throbbing, and just in so much pain: all she can do is hopelessly watch and try to cheer you up with encouragement and praises. She will try to find a medicine in the first aid kit for something of use, and she does it every single time as if suddenly it will hold new supplies, but sadly that is never the case.

Ellis:

He made you a quick crutch so you don't have to keep using the leg while walking, which he hopes will lessen it acting up. He finds it funny when you use the crutch to smack it against the zombies; though less so when it breaks and now he has to find material to make a new one. Though he doesn't mind remaking as him having to remake it each time confirms you are still alive. And he loves the praise and kisses he gets when he hands it to you.

When you need to stop as you can't move your leg anymore to walk. He tells in a pumped up tone to get you hyped up to just bite through it and go, causing you to angrily reply it doesn't work like that because if it did you wouldn't in this position. Over the few times he learned the way he can help it pass or lessen so he does it all then encourages you to keep going or else a horde will come.

Nick:

He walks your pace, even if it's slow as hell. Sometimes he does ask if you can't go quicker. When the zombies come he sticks by your side, usually the bad side so you can just focus on your good side. When you all have to run he tries to pick you up for the first half so you don't fall back.

When your leg gets so pained you can't walk anymore and try not to cry in pain he gives you his jacket to bite down on to keep your sounds muffled while he massages your leg in a hurry, thinking to himself you are gonna get them killed with all these breaks for your leg, but somehow he doesn't care and he rather go down with you than leave you behind.

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It is left open ended so you all can decide yourself if you made it or not.

Coach:

He asked Virgil to find you before they got off the boat and left. He had more people to think of as he had taken on a kind of leader roll. It's cruel but better save three people than one, no matter how much that breaks his heart, but it's logic over feelings during times like these.

Each step was filled with guilt and feeling so wrong. As he fought the zombies on the bridge he felt as if he should run back to get you but he doesn't even know where you are. And so he ran to the helicopter. As he boarded he was quick to go to the pilot; asking if he rescued you, with a very specific description of how you last looked. But the pilot shook his head while yelling for them to sit down as he took off. As they flew he just held his head in his hands; half happy he made it but the other half feeling he should have jumped back out and go get you.

Each day at the new safe place he asked around for you, searched you between the survivors, asked those who left to go find survivors if they can search for you. He managed to join the team that kept going to rescue, and so he began searching himself for you.

Rochelle:

She cried a lot, shouting your name without a care if zombies came. It was Coach he helped her get through it, and so when they saw the helicopter that was gonna take them to safety and away from this whole place she felt very conflicted: but she went with Coach as he was the one still here and she had now grown an attachment to have someone to lean on for comfort and support. As she stepped on the helicopter she suddenly wanted to get off though, but Coach took her arm and pulled her in, forcing her on one of the seats while shouting the zombies will kill her if she gets out again.

At the safe place she simply went into her own world. One day she tells herself you are alive, the other she tells herself you died a quick dead. So to keep herself busy she began interviewing people; writing all of them down. Still she asked each person if they have seen someone like you. When one said yes everything froze for her then she bombarded the person with questions, even grasping their arms. Sadly they told her you came then went so they don't know. Rochelle just stared at them then nod, whispering a sorry as she let go and wandered away: just wandering around with no destination to go to.

Ellis:

The second you were seperated he tried to search you again but the rest kept pulling him with them. So when they saw the bridge and the others ran he stayed back. They yelled for him to follow but he shook his head, putting whatever extra weapons he could find on himself: a look of determination on his face as he declared he's not leaving without you.

And so he split up from them. Having to be quiet and stealthy was annoying, especially for someone who likes making lots of noise and rushing around; but he wasn't gonna make one mistake and risk not being able to see you again. He felt like he was on one of those survival reality shows. So he began acting as if he was to keep himself busy and have even a little bit of fun. Sometimes he spoke, whether out loud or mentally, in that David Attenborough tone as he acted as if he was filming a documentary about the zombies and his journey in finding his beautiful, strong, brave love. At one point he managed to actually find a camera so he filmed it all. Some were of him talking to it, looking ready to break and give up; whispering he's trying to keep up hope but with each day that's only getting harder. One video is of him hugging his legs, crying he wants to hug you again, wants to eat a hamburger again, wants to lazy on the couch with no worries.

Nick:

He warned Virgil to go find you as they exit the boat. Virgil assured him he will making Nick mumble he better. As they walked he kept blaming himself for the seperation: telling himself if he kept a better eye and hold on you you would still be here. At the bridge he froze as he realized once they make it across that's it: they are rescued. But without you. He tried to encourage the group to go back for you, but they broke reality to him that this is a rare chance and they should take it, that you might not even be alive anymore.

So he went with them. He hated it with every single thing in his body. But it was reality: the chance of you having made it out there alone is tinier than a bed bug. He felt like giving up as he ran over the bridge, shooting every moving thing: but somehow he didn't.

They had made it to the helicopter and gone to the new place. In his new place he broke everything in sight from pure anger, at himself, a little at you, but mostly at how the world turned out. He cried himself to sleep too many times to count, just stared at nothing for hours; regretting everything. At some points he put a pistol to his temple or a knife to his wrists: but he couldn't go through with it. Something in him said you must be out there if you made it so far with them; and that one day you will suddenly appear. So he never went through with it, just passed each day like a living dead person: feeling no motivation to do anything and having given up hope yet also not.

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You can decide if the baby is your sibling, your actual baby, one you just found.

Coach:

He loves kids and babies. He has a way with them that makes them be happy around him. When you get tired he carries them, talking to them like an adult but still sensitive and happier. He tells you many stories, giving you tips from all he seen from his students, what affects them long term. He loves the little one, would risk his life for them. Though when they cry it does get difficult to not be angry and almost choke them out by covering their face to keep the sounds more quiet.

Rochelle:

She's always trying to keep the baby happy so it won't cry. When you let her hold them she was very awkward and nervous, thinking she would drop them. But once she got used to it she carries them a lot so you can rest your arms and back. She found some headphones to use to lessen all the gunshots for their poor ears. She always helps feed them, awkwardly changing diapers, talking to them how someone talks to their pet.

Ellis:

He plays peek-a-boo with the baby a lot to keep it entertained. He also tries to make it walk but it fails. Though when it finally did he cheered so loud and much a horde came so that cheered turned to cursing and snatching the baby up then running. He whispers things to the baby, fake secrets that you cannot hear just to annoy you. He grew a bond with the baby like a big brother, or maybe even a father.

Nick:

Everyone would be lying if they said they didn't think of leaving you behind since a baby is just screaming to the zombies where you all are. He has shouted "be quiet!" at the crying baby way too many times. Though over time he grew to love the little shit, and even protective over them. At first he would throw them away like a pipe bomb but now he would give his own life for them. Though that doesn't mean he's gonna start changing diapers: that's all you.

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Coach:

He asked you some questions about the kid, mostly your relationship to them and your plans with them. He's always holding their hand, making sure they are fed and hydrated. He encourages them to keep going, praising them. When you all have to run he picks them up without a second though. He always makes sure they are the first in the safe room or other safe places.

Rochelle:

She gave them a pistol since melee weapons won't do much with their weak arms, instructing them how it works and to only shoot it if any of you give them permission. She always gives them the first bite of the food and water sips. When she finds toys she gives the toys to them. Both talk about the child a lot, and usually about how sad this all is for them as this is their childhood now. Usually that leads to both laughing about your own childhoods and what was the big crazy hypes back then.

Ellis:

He's always being silly with them. When you asked why; he fell quiet then smiled and said because he doesn't want them to be raised in this Hell but they are so the least he can do is make them laugh. He shows them how to use every weapon, and explains what they should do when zombies come and they can't escape or fight back. He carries them on his shoulders a lot, which is handy because then they have a more clear view of everything so can warn of zombies before anyone else sees them.

Nick:

He tries not to care about them as he doesn't need to get attached to the weakest one here. But as they kept bothering him with questions, bad jokes, stories of you, and staring when he eats or really just does anything: it became hard to avoid them and not start to slowly like them. You thanked him for helping watch over them, to which he huffed and said he just doesn't want you crying over the kid when they die. You gave him a look that said you don't think that's the only reason so he told you to look out for zombies instead of looking at him.

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Coach:

He began worrying but then Rochelle calmly said you went to go search for some food. Coach cursed, asking what you think you are doing. She said you saw some house back there with some food. Coach thanked her then snatched a machine gun and shotgun then hurried out the safe room.

He found you pushing a ton of food into a bag. He called your name then said it's him then came into sight before asking what the hell you are doing. You excitedly said finally found plenty of food. He sighed, saying he's happy but next time inform him. You asked if he can forgive you. Before he could speak suddenly a bar of chocolate appeared before him, with you holding it up with a smug little look. He chuckled then took it, saying he forgives you for everything you ever done wrong.

Rochelle:

She panicked right away. She swears you were here! Did she mislook and you are still out there?! She was quick to peek out the safe room's door window but nothing. Ellis came by so he asked what she's doing, only to go 'wow!' when she suddenly grabbed his arm and practically begged where you are. He calmed her down, saying you just went to get some food from that nearby town; practically right aside the door. Rochelle was quick to argue "I don't care where the town is, I care about the zombies in it!".

She wasn't allowed to leave. Coach told her to give it an hour and if not then they will immediately go look. Luckily there was no need: you returned within a half hour. And with a bag of food and information on the best direction to go so all was good. Though explaining the direction wasn't right away as Rochelle was quick to slam against you and hold you tight, gasping you are back then hit your chest, asking what kind of fool just leaves without word. She checked your body for any wounds then smacked your arm, loudly stating with anger and sadness that she thought you were gonna die.

Ellis:

He worried but also not. He knew he can trust you, that you know how to handle the weapons, best ways to avoid the zombies. Though that didn't stop him from pacing in front of the door, wondering if he should go look and help or just lay down and rest. He sticked to pacing even though his mind said he should try to get some rest. He did feel a bit hurt that you didn't warn him first. What if you do die and this is how you two parted? Without even a last 'Stay safe, I love you'.

The second that door opened he jumped away from it, shocked it opened, then got so excited though also anxious. When you entered, looking fine and with a bag filled with stuff and a map marked with arrows and words; he felt an odd sense of proud. He jumped on you, giving you a big passionate kiss then said he's so happy you are back okay and alive. He helped you unpack then eyed the map, curious where you went and what you saw.

Nick:

He cursed up a storm, rambling about how stupid you can be at times and how at the very least you could have taken someone with you. It hurt him to think this could possibly be the last time you two see, and then he wouldn't even know for sure if you died or simply gotten lost. He already began taking his weapons to go find you, but then the door swung open and you hurried inside then slammed it shut: shouting for someone to help lock it so he was quick to do so.

Once certain tightly locked he slapped the back of your head, asking what the fuck any of that was. You argued zombies so he argued back he heard and saw that; he meant you vanishing without word. So both argued for a good few minutes before settling on "whatever, let's just be glad all went fine" then held each other, happy both made it this far.

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Coach:

He was very grateful for the old lady allowing you all to stay here a bit; recover before setting out again. He had many nice conversations with the old lady.She served tea and coffee with cookies. He assured her she doesn't have to go out the way to do all this but she insisted.

So when the horde came all tried to fight it off. You heard Coach yell 'how dare you attack this old lady's home?!' at them one point with true anger. Once it was done you asked the old lady if she's okay. She had a distant look then whispered you should all go. She took a slow seat then just sat there. Coach cursed when he saw the bite on her arm. He knew what was gonna happen. So he took your hand, thanking the lady, telling her she was very brave and you will all appreciate her help forever. So all hurried out the house and continued the journey. He tries not to think about it, especially not the guilt that follows it.

Rochelle:

She thanked the old lady a lot, assuring you can all help with whatever she needs help with. She helped do the chores, which was such an odd thing to do during these times but at the same time it gave a sense of normality. As she did the chores she listened and talked to the old lady.

One day she was cleaning the dishes when the old lady reached out, assuring no need for that. Rochelle stared at the lady's arm as her sleeve pulled up. Rochelle forced a smile, saying okay then put down the dishes and walked away. She searched you then took your upper arm, pulling you along, whispering the old lady's bitten so got to go. You both whisper bickered for a bit but eventually told the old lady should get moving again and hurried out.

Rochelle has many questions of that day. Why did the old lady take you all in? Did she want company in her last hours? How did it happen? Such things, but she pushed them aside and focused on getting through this mess alive instead of ponder over something that has passed now.

Ellis:

He got so excited. He immediately loved the old lady because it was really that typical kind old lady who feels like your own grandmother and watches out for you like one. He rambled to her about a ton of things, just sharing what you all done, mainly the awesome moments, or things from back home before all this.

One day the old lady sat him and you down, telling him she loves his stories and she's so grateful to have heard them before she goes. Ellis got confused, but then the old lady revealed she got bitten on her leg by her husband a day ago. She gave you a bag filled with water, food, and other things to help, then thanked you both for having kept an old lady company in her last days but she's afraid you all should go now. So you all did.

Even months later he would still wonder about that lady, asking you what you think became of her. When you answer "a zombie" he rolls his eyes then argues; "Obviously, but like did someone shoot her or is she still wandering that house?".

Nick:

He was not trusting. It was odd to accept people during these times in one's home. You reminded him it's an old lady and there are still people who wish to help out there. So he didn't speak much with the old lady, also because he knew would all have to leave soon so he didn't want to form a bond.

When the lady began acting odd he was first to notice. He pulled you aside one day, whispering the old lady's turning. You gasped no so he nodded to the lady's direction, whispering she can't even walk properly yet so you argued she's an old lady. Both argued for a while and soon you also began seeing it. So after a bit you said you think you should all get going again. You thanked the lady for her time but she insisted on staying so Nick firmly said you are going. He took your hand and pulled you with him out the place.

He does not wonder about the lady. He's met plenty of odd people, and she was even the least odd of them, so she didn't stick in his mind. When you asked him about the old lady he stared then asked who.

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Coach:

First few times he looked away but eventually he talked with you about it to be sure you are fine with him looking because he just can't help but steal glances. You assured him it's fine and otherwise you wouldn't be changing in front of him. So after that he watched. He likes it, and not just because it's a beautiful sight, but also just because it lets him know you are comfortable around him and this is how close you two have become.

Rochelle:

She'll look aay to be polite. Especially the first time times, but then it was more out of awkwardness. When you assured her she's your girlfriend so she can look, she took little glances then finally looked. So with time she got more comfortable with watching and just casually continuing to talk as if nothing is happening. Of course she finds it a very pretty sight so sometimes she watches maybe a bit too closely and starts making up scenarios in her head.

Ellis:

He'll try to be decent and give you some privacy by looking away, but damn as if he can look away from that sight! Best thing he's ever seen. So of course he's gonna watch. Inches to touch but manages to at least control that. Though the thing in his pants he can't control. So afterwards he has to awkwardly move to the bathroom, nervously chuckling.

Nick:

He'll watch while slouching, eyes narrowed, watching every move; as if he's watching a stripshow. So when you tell him this isn't a strip show he shrugs, saying it kinda is. He assures you he won't do anything you don't want so stop worrying. He added if you didn't want him to watch you wouldn't be changing in front of him.

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Coach:

He knew when you missed the zombie three times. So he pushed your arm down, shot the zombie down, then angrily asked you what that was. He reeked the alcohol right off you as you spoke so he pushed you to the middle of the group and place; angrily telling you to stay in the middle and just carry everything so the rest can focus on fighting without the extra weight. So you carried everything, not allowed to hold a weapon anymore because they worried you would hit them by accident. Afterwards, once sober; got an ear full.

Rochelle:

Just you joking or looking at alcohol makes her give yive you a very disappointing look, maybe even scold. This is all VERY serious: she doesn't need you unable to think, react right away, and such things. So hen you actually got drunk she was VERY disappointed and furious. She still took care of you, of course, but it was rather rough and passive aggresive. She was mad about it for days.

Ellis:

He got concerned. He likes crazy action, but if the person is sober and can react on time and right for if the action goes wrong. He almost begged you to set this one out and talk to him. He kept you in the safe room, holding his arms and legs wrapped around you as you both sat down so you can't escape. He made you talk it out with him as no one just gets drunk for no reason.

Nick:

He was disapproving, yet at the same time he was reaching to also have some. So sending very mixed signals. He kept it to a few sips while you got drunk. Later on while scolding you you argued he also had some so he argued back "yeah, SOME". He likes to bring up this moment a lot when arguing or comparing a dumb moment with another.

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Coach:

At safe rooms he finds it fine. This is the place to relax, fix oneself up, recharge, etc. But the second out the room he will get angry if you are still worrying about it when there are waaay more things to worry about. So he's quick to scold you and tell you you always look good, even with blood and dirt all over you, so stop worrying and focus. When he finds jewelry and good clothes in stores he takes it with him for you. He never takes it from homes or off people, it just feels so wrong.

Rochelle:

When you first asked her if you still looking fine she stared then asked "Are you serious?!". She couldn't believe what she was hearing! Surrounded by zombies and you are still worrying over your looks! With time she learned to ignore it and just go "yes, look fine", maybe fix your clothes after a battle, though if a serious situation she tells you to focus. She finds it very silly though gets it in a way, but she still leans to "who cares?! We have zombies five feet away from us; stop worrying about useless things!"

Ellis:

He usually uses it as an excuse to start kissing you on any skin he can reach, showering you with compliments and touching you anywhere he can reach. Though when you look fucked up with wounds, dirt, blood, and such then ask if you look good he just stares then nervously smiles and says "you yourself always look good" as he can't say you fully look good since you don't; you look as if you just escaped a horde of zombies: because you did! Though it is badass and makes him proud to call you his.

Nick:

He gets it. He likes his white suit, he wants it to stay clean. It's the only thing that makes him feel normal and somewhat okay in what insanity the world has become. So both have each other's back in assuring each other looks good and cleaning dirt off each other's clothes. The rest think you two are weird for this, make jokes about it, but it's nice as it gives something for you two to bond over and gives a sense of normality.

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Coach:

He was very glad to see others but when he saw their attitudes he became cautious and put up an extra wall. He acted open, friendly, and ready to share stuff; but in reality he wasn't.

And he was glad he did when he rushed to the safe room and saw the new survivors shut the door in his face. But he was quicker to slam it right open with his shoulders than they could lock it. He pointed his gun, holding the door open to make sure you enter then slammed it shut and locked it. A lot of shouting went. His voice boomed over theirs though, shouting "leave or we shoot you!". He kept you in the corner so you can't be surrounded. He made the survivors leave out the other door first then he shut it and all could take a breather. He asked you if you are okay so you nod then asked if he is so he sighed; saying "I suppose".

Rochelle:

She knew something was off from the second they appeared. She was cautious and didn't even hide it. Some told her to ease up but she didn't listen. One night she woke up to a wrong feeling. She looked to wake you up but then saw one of the new survivors put a knife to your throat.

A BANG woke all up, all scrambling to their guns. What they saw was Rochelle panting, a terrified but furious look as she had a gun aimed to the corpse aside you. She pointed the gun to the rest of the survivors, asking them loudly what their plan here is. A lot of chaos broke down. You told her to calm down but held your gun aimed to them as well. It ended in a shoot out. Luckily both had enough experience with the zombies to gotten such quick reflexes both shot before they did.

She held you after it, completely shaken up, crying as this is all insane and this isn't something a person should go through. You held her then whispered let's get going so she nod. Both took your bags and rushed away.

Ellis:

He didn't think wrong of them. Of course they would be acting weird! Everyone is! All cautious, all in a bad mood, all just want to get home and enjoy a good show with some pizza. So when they suddenly turned on you all he felt so betrayed. He was hesitant to argue and fight them.

But he did. Especially when he realized you are in danger as well. He asked you if you are okay so you said yeah then asked him. He shook his head, complaining he was hoping the group could get bigger, more survivors, and just a better mood and some fun messing around. You rubbed his back, telling him times and people have changed so he huffed, muttering he knows.

Nick:

He trusts no one, even the people in the current group, so when new people came along not a single bit of trust. He found them sketchy. He seen people like this: people who are lying, being fake, and gonna try something. So he was aside you constantly, holding your waist or hand, as if ready to take off or pull you away from danger.

And he was right to do so. Suddenly one of the new survivors twirled around, gun aimed. Nick pulled you aside as the person shot. Nick was quick to point his gun and shoot it. The survivor fell and chaos broke out. He cursed a loud 'I fucking knew it!' while pulling you behind some wall. Once it was over he angrily said he told everyone adding people isn't smart and no more picking up people.

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Coach:

He finds a quiet spot and both lean over the map, trying to figure out where both are, what went wrong, and where to go now. Both keep voices down. When one eyes the map the other checks the surroundings. Maybe a bit of bickering but usually come to an agreement and both start walking again: not gonna waste a second longer.

Rochelle:

She scolds you for something you did during the mess that she thinks is why both are lost now so you blame her right back as she was also just running around. So a lot of arguing; until a sound then both shut up and hurry away. Eventually both calm down and start thinking logical, trying to see for any specific thing that could say where you both need to go and where you are now.

Ellis:

He gets anxious, especially if you were all in a group and are now split up. He holds your hand with his non-dominant hand; rambling on so you have to remind him to keep his voice down. He thinks he knows the way so he follows his feeling, but that ends you two even more lost. So you end up leading the way and getting you two out of this mess.

Nick:

He'll be complaing so much, mocking others. He doesn't care if zombies come: bring them on even! He's lost int his shitty place now, nothing can get worse. His luck ran out ever since this shit broke out. Though he keeps it together just for you. He's stick close to you, assuring you to just follow him and he'll get you two out. And usually turns out luck is still somewhat on his side as he finds the way out.

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Coach:

He'll stop in his approach then leave. He returns with a drink then approaches you, loudly saying 'hey, found this' to let you know he's coming. He moves slow so you have enough time to wipe your face and gather yourself.

If you don't want to talk that's fine. He just wants you to know he is here if you do, or to just sit aside you in silence or hold you. Whatever way you need him he's here for you.

Rochelle:

She'll just wait, keeping a watch out for enemies while feeling so bad. She wonders so many times, like if she should prepare some water or a snack and what might have set it off. When you leave the area she acts oblivious. Though the next few days will get sympathic looks and so much more affection and comfort.

Ellis:

It hurts him that you do it secretly and don't come to him. Makes him wonder so many things; like if he isn't a good comfort person, if he did something wrong, if there's something worse, if you don't trust him that much. So he'll just wait nearby, anxious.

When you finally leave he tries to keep it all as usual, just with more jokes, ones he knows you will like for sure.

Nick:

He'll wait a few seconds then walk over and sit aside you, leaving a bit of space inbetween. He'll hold a snack or drink to you, telling you to re-energize. As both talk he slides closer then slides an arm around you and pulls you close, putting your head on his shoulder then resting his on yours. Both stay like this until you are better.

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Coach:

It definitely is nice to be able to move around without the clothes sticking to him, no holes, and without all the mud and sweat all dried up. Though at the same time he finds it a waste of time: time that can be spend doing more important things. But he will always thank you for it and not complain to you about it.

Rochelle:

She likes it. It boosts morale more than one can realize. She tries to return the favor for you. So will both use it as bonding to fill a bucket with water and whatever cleaning thing can be found and then wash each other's clothes or stitching holes close, having a light-hearted conversation.

Ellis:

He's always doing dumb shit so his clothes have many tears so you have a lot of work stitching them close each time. He's bashful about it as he feels bad giving you the work. He assures you you don't have to do it but you insist so he lets you. He thanks you a lot during and after you fixed it.

Nick:

He loves it! His white outfit stays white. He does wonder how you do the miracle of getting blood out of white clothes. When you return his clean clothes he hugs you, covering your face with kisses while praising you about how much of a miracle worker you are.

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Coach:

He will try not to chuckle and just stay back and listen. As you keep going his amusement turns to a bit of sadness. It makes him want to give you a safe place to break in dance and sing as loud as you want: instead of this singing then halting to make sure no zombies heard then continung: unable to fully break out into the song like you wish.

If you see him and stop he assures you to continue, saying he was just passing so don't mind him. He loves when you notice him and just continue; it shows him you aren't ashamed to be yourself around him, even if you aren't singing the best.

Rochelle:

It makes her a bit sad as it reminds her of how life used to be and the memories of when she heard those songs came back to her. Yes, even if it is some dumb song or badly sung: the effects it gives to her are still the same. So she just stayed listening, reminiscing.

When you caught her she tensed up then relaxed and told you you have a good voice and she wished she could have been able to interview you during her job as your voice deserves to be heard all around the world.

Ellis:

If it's a sad or serious song he stays hidden and just listens. If it's some iconic or dumb song he's quick to jump in and start singing with you. If it's some song that sounds as if it should be danced to he's also quick to come join; taking your hands and making you dance with him. So by the end are both exhausted and laughing. Usually after these moments both have a song stuck in your heads.

Nick:

Depends on his mood and the moment. If he's in a bad mood he tells you to stop, or if it's while walking with zombies nearby he tells you to shut it and asks if you are insane and want the zombies to come. But if he's in a good mood and are both safe he listens, enjoying your voice. He doesn't like when you sing dark songs, he rather you sing something cheerful. All is already so somber, so a fun song is very welcome.

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Coach:

He glances then pulls you closer to him and just closes his eyes, rubbing your arm. Even if he wakes you the nightmare will continue next time you sleep, and even when awake the nightmare is still going. So he'll just hold you in silence, telling himself he'll get you out of here.

When you wake up he gives your forehead a kiss before asking if you feel okay and need anything. Even if you deny he still goes and gets you some water and something delicious to munch on.

Rochelle:

She'll be so worried and feel so terrible she can't help. She also has many nightmares ever since this mess started, so much and cruel that she began sleeping so little. So she just holds you, rubbing your arm or side soothingly, softly shushing you and assuring it's okay.

When you wake up she asks if you are okay and need to talk about it. She holds you close, sighing she hopes this mess will end one day and can both sleep a whole week without nightmares.

Ellis:

He'll want to wake you up but he heard that's a bad thing to do so he just anxiously watches, unsure if he's allowed to touch or not so he just whispers comforting stuff then hurries around silently. He gathers all fun things and puts it around you.

So when you wake up you feel as if you are a sacrifice to some cult as you are surrounded by items. And Ellis standing there, watching so closely. He's quick to start handing the items, rambling about how he saw you having a nightmare so he found things you like so should keep busy with it and forget the nightmare.

Nick:

He'll watch you close, worrying for you. So he pets your hair, whispering it's okay. When you calm down he feels at ease again. But if you start going worse he'll sigh then wake you up, especially if not in a safe room, not wanting to see you stuck in whatever cruel world your mind made up, an dif outside safe room not wanting you to call all zombies together..

Once awake he strokes your head, softly telling you it's just him then asks what you were thinking of. After you answer he'll hum then whisper that's over now so can relax.

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Coach:

He takes it, half realizing what's going on, other half not. Before he can fully connect the dots that you are messing with him he gets distracted and goes back to thinking and planning. Eventually you ran out of stuff and his arms are filled with silly items. By the end of the planning he asked you why you have him holding all this stuff, which made you just laugh and say just messing with him so he gave you unamused eyes and dropped it all.

Rochelle:

She takes it but halfway realizes and pushes it back to you, asking with an annoyed tone what the hell you are doing then scolding you to focus and stop playing. Even though she handed it back she snatched it away and puts it away from you before you start doing it again and not focusing.

Ellis:

He takes all you hand him, eyes it while contining to talk. He saw it all and yet it did not process him. Only near the one did he go 'wait... what?' and look back at it all. He burst out laughing, saying this is briliant. He loves when you do silly things like these so of course he wasn't mad and happy about it.

Nick:

He take it while arguing with the rest over the plan. He doesn't even realize what you are handing him until you gave him something heavy, then he tossed it all aside and angrily asked you what the fuck you are doing. Then he continued making plans, not trusting to take anything from you anymore.

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Coach:

Humans do many crazy things during cruel times: this being one. But so long you stay focused and don't do anything foolish it's fine with him. If you ask if he also wants some he chuckles he'll have to pass. He jokes about it a bit, but in a lighthearted way that isn't mocking.

Rochelle:

Many arguments come because of this. She'll ask 'are you seriously doing this right now?!', if you can't wait until you are all away from the zombies to do this, and why you even care for this stuff right now. On one side she gets it as it's a way to help keep sane and just relax, but it just bothers her. She can't describe why, maybe because it scares her you'll get too relaxed and not see when danger approaches, but the weirdest things can annoy a person now.

Ellis:

You noticed he kept approaching while you do it, asking questions, eyeing it. So after a while asked him 'you want to try?', to which he was quick to nod and say 'yeah!'. So now this is a shared activity and he always stays on the look out for these products.

Nick:

He makes so many jokes about it, asking if you are seriously doing this now. He is jealous though... Everyone looks terrible except you, with your flawless skin now. So you return those jokes right back at him but about your good skin and how he has terrible skin. He got so annoyed and jealous that he sometimes will also steal some products and put them on himself.

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Coach:

He is quick to cover your mouth, whisper shouting your name like a teacher to a naughty kid when all students have to be silently working. He will ask if you are trying to be a human pipe bomb, which makes you snicker more so he has to move quick to get you away from the zombies.

Rochelle:

She'll scold you but also try not to laugh since it's so contagious. So she tries to fix it, by either throwing something at you, kissing you, saying something serious, etc. Anything until you shut up. Later on she can laugh about it, but at the moment she just wants to shout for you to shut it.

Ellis:

Of course he also starts laughing then! So both laughing like idiots until GRRR! Then it's screaming and shooting all guns on you two like crazy as zombies come running to you two at such speed. So when one starts laughing you two get seperated to avoid alerting all zombies in the whole area.

Nick:

He's quick to cover your mouth or even just push something in there to shut you up, whispering in your ear of how you aren't gonna kill them by laughing and that it wasn't even that funny. As you calm down and make the little wheezing and snickering sounds he has to resist the big smile growing on his face and how he wants to coddle you now. He has to stay stern! Not reward this behaviour.

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I'm leaving up to you which animal so I'll refer to the animal as 'it'.

Coach:

He felt bad and gave it some pets and food but he knew taking an animal would be a risk and lower resources of food and water. But as he went to leave and it began making those sad noises he just couldn't!

So he took them with him. He carries them ninety procent of the time, scolding anyone who messes with his new friend has to deal with him. He trusts you most to watch it so will hand them to you if he has to go do something.

Rochelle:

She tries to make her heart cold to it, knowing it's a risk, will slow all down, might be bitten, and she wouldn't want to fight that.

But then she sees it follow, notices how you keep looking at her with a look asking if you two can keep it. So soon she can't hold up the act anymore and hurries to it, rumbling stuff as she snatches it then hurries back, telling you this one is your responsibility. She's like a mother, scolding they are your responsibility but then ends up doing everything for it and with it.

Ellis:

He loved it right away! Welcomed it with open eyes, cuddles them, feeds them. Even if it can't walk anymore he'll put it in his bag. He claims no one should be left behind, including pets.

When walking out he's always keeping eyes out for food for the animal and some stuff to play with them. Both had so many conversations of what their name should be, if you two can keep them once to safety. He daydreams about how life will be when you two have a home, back to stable life, now with a pet, maybe find another one.

Nick:

You know the joke of a dad not wanting the new pet but then ending up being besties with it? Yep, that's him.

He refused it as best as he could. Even going so far as to just turn his back to the animal and crossing his arms as if the animal would understand what it means. He complained it would alert all around, extra mouth to feed, etc. Claimed to you that it's 'an animal version of Ellis' due to how annoying it is. Though at the same time he kept glancing to it, petting, mumbling to it. Now he'll scold anyone who is about to feed the animal something wrong, joke with it, sit with it. 

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Coach:

He always scolds all to stay clear of other's fire, for everyone to take their side to focus on. So when you came into his sights he got so furious. He yelled at you for what felt like hours. But once that anger calmed down it immediately turned to concern and gently taking you, inspecting the wound, assuring you that it'll be okay.

To this day he still reminds you that that was the dumbest thing you ever done but will also apologize for it each time.

Rochelle:

Telling the difference between enemy and teammate is extremely hard, which is why everyone sticks side-to-side to ensure nobody runs in the way. But when the zombie she shot shouted 'did you just fucking shoot me?!' she froze then cursed and ran to you, quickly putting her hand over it; asking if you are okay. You yelled you are shot so no so she shouted back she's sorry.

She dragged you to the back then quickly patched you back up. She has not apologizing for it even weeks later. To her this is the worst thing she done so far.

Ellis:

You were all sneaking around in the dark. He suddenly called 'I see one!' and shot. But immediately came from an 'AH!' then 'you son of a- that was me!'. He cursed so much after each other that it felt like one word instead of several different words. He rushed to you, asking if you are okay then answering it himself with a 'of course you aren't, I shot you'. He assured you he'll be right back then rushed to get a first aid kit.

Weeks later, once the immense guilt got less, he can now joke about it. He still gives you the sorry eyes when you complain of it stinging.

Nick:

His immediate reply? Defending himself of any possible fault. "Your fault for walking in front when I'm aiming a gun!" Once that defense and deflecting wore off he made you sit down and took care of it. He stayed silent until he mumbled a 'sorry'.

He doesn't bring it up or talk about it. Only time it's mentioned was for a few days a sudden 'you okay?' or 'is it healing?'.

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Coach:

He had a good hearted laugh about it. He pat your shoulder, proudly claiming he loves them. He showed them off to the rest. He keeps them safe in his bag; loving when he opens the bag for something and sees them poking out.

Rochelle:

She did a mixture between 'aaaw' and laughing when you showed it; happily taking them. She showered you with praise and thanks. She found it very impressive how you found the materials to make these. She told you you should definitely continue this as these are amazing.

Ellis:

He made you reopen the hands then put tiny magnets in it so whenever the plushies are put together their hands will automatically go together. He likes playing with them during free moments and cuddling them while going to sleep when he can't cuddle you.

Nick:

You knew he loved them but he chuckled a 'silly' and 'why waste your time with that stuff?'. But you knew especially he likes them when he gets angry when someone drops them, they get dirty, almost get lost; such things. He keeps the one that looks like you and you the one that looks like him.

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Coach:

He got so angry with himself for letting it get ruined and also upset as it was a source of joy. He took it to you next opportunity and asked if you can fix it so you assured him you'll try your best. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and gave your temple a kiss, thanking you.

Rochelle:

She cursed when she noticed one of the plushies broke. She felt bad and guilty so she tried to fix it herself. She likes to think she did a decent job. She didn't show it as she didn't want you to think she was careless with something you worked so hard for.

Ellis:

He said a 'fuck' then groaned. He loves these plushies! So he was quick to hurry to you, whining out your name in that way a child does when they need their parent for something, then showed it and asked if you can perform surgery on them. As you fixed it he held the plushie's hand, joking around by assuring it it'll be okay and the surgeon is doing an amazing job.

Nick:

He muttered a 'fuck' then figured how to ask you to fix it without letting you know he cares so much for them he wants them fixed as soon as possible. So instead he played it off cool by tossing it to you, saying seems it broke so should fix it. Acting as if he just came across it instead of was holding it and thinking of the sweet memories you two have when he found the ruined part.

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Coach:

He completely relaxes, letting out satisfied sounds. He leans into your touch, assuring you to press as hard as you can. He likes to get rough massages; really massage all the tension and stress out of him. Once you are done he always gives your hands a kiss, thanking you for this.

Rochelle:

She'll let out a sigh and lean to you, allowing herself to put her guard down and be taken care of. All her worries fly away and she can be in the moment of just you two. If you whisper nice things in her ear it warms her heart even more and she forgets all the bad in the world.

Ellis:

He can't help but flinch and laugh at first then relaxes. He always feels uneasy now to relax; as if it shouldn't be allowed anymore; but when your hands touch him, especially in this way, his body just slumps and his brain stops swirling with thoughts and ideas. He doesn't know peace until you massage it into him.

Nick:

He's so grateful when you do it. He won't admit to making sounds during it but you can confidently say a moan or two will slip out as he enjoys it; eyes falling shut, lips partling slightly. He argues it's because you got magic hands so don't go mocking him when he gets entranced by them. He likes the whole process, especially the feeling of everything being loose again and not so tight.

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This is only written because my cat is sleeping on my legs and I really wanna go for a walk... -_-

Coach:

Yep nope. He gets why you don't want to get up, but sometimes not much of a choice you get now. When you argued he just scooped you up and ran, sarcastically saying now the issue is solved as you aren't moving and still have the animal with you so you can rest assured.

Rochelle:

She stared with disbelief when you said 'I can't move! They are sleeping' so she was quick to shake the animal awake, hurriedly saying to get both of your asses up before she pulls you both by your ears. When the animal was off she snatched your hand and pulled you along, rambling on about how she can't believe you actually said that and were gonna not move.

Ellis:

He gets it. It is the unwritten rule; the cruelest thing. But he loves you more than that rule so he woke up the animal, saying sorry but sometimes rules have to be broken. He chuckled, giving you a wink while claiming he's a rebel in that way. He picked up the animal and both ran.

Nick:

He just took the nape of the animal's neck and pulled them off, scolding it to get moving and how useless it is for sleeping instead of alerting them of the zombies. He took your hand and pulled you next, scolding you now to not get yourself killed over some damn animal because you are scared to wake it up.

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Let me quickly say, concussions don't immediately happen, they take a bit of time to show signs of but this is fanfic so anything I want can happen.

Coach:

He cursed as you got grabbed then cringed the hardest he ever cringed as he watched you get slammed and he couldn't do anything about it. He shot it, shouting curses to the zombie as he truly felt furious.

Once it was down he ran over, gently helping you sit up: asking if you are okay while his hand touched your head everywhere. You had this 'out of it' look, just a blank stare ahead so he didn't have to examine anymore and knew something is wrong. He quickly got in front of you, telling you to get on his back now. You were out of it but his hurried tone made you move and get on his back. Though as he got up felt like puking so he was quick to warn you better not fucking puke on him. But with him running and moving around so much he had to end up putting you down, just in time as your food came up. He rubbed your back during it, keeping eyes out for any zombies, then put you back on his back.

Once in a safe room he put you down and gently told you to keep still and recover now; assuring you you are safe in here so take as long as you need.

Rochelle:

She screamed your name as she saw the charger raise you up with ease and slam you right onto the road. Even more so when you didn't struggle the grasp and just hung there limb.

When the charger was taken down she ran over, shouting your name as she fell to her knees and shook you to focus as you kept blinking, frowning. You couldn't look at the sky, it was too bright. So tried to just curl up to her but she pushed you off to get you up, panickedly telling you you have to get up. You asked why so she yelled the zombies but you couldn't follow what she was on about. You didn't have strength to fight her either so she got you up and pulled you along, shouting for the rest to cover you two and arguing to you to at least try and walk with her.

She put you in a house and bandaged up your bleeding head with trembling fingers, whispering it'll be okay. It wasn't even to you really, more telling herself this. She gave your temple a quick kiss, now truly assuring you that it'll be okay then pulled you back up. You were confused, feeling lost and a massive headache, so just followed her without complaint and took the pistol she shoved in your hands as she quickly gathered her supplies off the ground.

Ellis:

He cursed then helped get it off you by shooting every single bullet he could into it. Once it collapsed he quickly ran over, muttering curses under his breathe. He helped you up but you swayed and stumbled so he quickly sat you back down; telling you to take your time. But then he saw the zombies running over so he was quick to say 'nevermind!' and pulled you right up and with him. Each time you stumbled he was quick to steady you, muttering you are fine, then pulled you along again.

When he spot the safe room he cheered he sees it and you will be okay. Once inside he shut it and put you in the corner but you held his hand, looking dazed and scared so he was quick to sit aside you and pull you close, whispering 'hey, it'll be okay, don't worry'. He slouched down the wall to lay comfortable then pulled you on him and held you close, rubbing your back or head gently: assuring it'll be okay. He heard untreated issues like these can develop into mental issues so his mind was panicking but he stayed calm for you.

Nick:

He froze for a second then began shooting the charger, cursing it out loudly then rushed to you. He crouched aside you, pushing you down when you tried to sit up; telling you to stay down. Normally he would pull you up, tell you no time for lying around, but somehow he felt this time was different. So he asked you if you are okay. You claimed yes but it came out slow and unsure. When you covered your ears and let out pained sounds at all the sounds around. Now he was sure something is wrong so he yelled to the rest they got an issue. He slipped his arm under your shoulders and lifted you with a groan, telling you you can moan about this once out of this mess.

He put you down once safe and rummaged the first aid kit, asking no one in particular why the fuck there's nothing for concussions. You insisted it's fine and don't have one but he gave a 'don't even start that lie' look then gave you some pain pills and water, mumbling this will have to do for now. He worried over you for the rest of the journey; always asking how you are and checking up on you after each battle. When you slowed down or looked in pain he was quick to make the group stop and take a break and give you some water and medicine.

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Coach:

He cringed as you stood there, gagging and trying to wipe it off your face. He kept you close but made sure not to touch you; telling you to stand against a wall so no zombies can attack you from behind. So he guided you to a wall, where he stood before you and shot any zombie that ran to you.
Once it calmed down he awkwardly asked if you are good so you glared, asking if you look good. He gave a look that agreed with your statement then searched around until he found something you could wipe yourself clean with.

Rochelle:

She let out an 'eew' and gagged. As you stumbled, cursing you can't see; she was quick to hurry over and loudly tell you she's right here. When you tried to touch her she was quick to move aside, saying she loves you but right now she doesn't want you touching her. You argued you can't see shit so she argued back to hold on. She got a big stick and gave it to you, with her still holding the other end, and guided you around that way while you struggled to get the bile off you and regain your composure. Once you gotten yourself cleaned she gave you an unsure soft hug, sighing she can still smell it.

Ellis:

He let out an 'oh shit' and cringed. He quickly pulled you away from the boomer, not really caring if he touches the bile as getting you safe is more important. He told you to just shoot ahead of you even if you can't see. So you did as told, cursing it stings your eyes so he assured you can take care of it after the zombies are down.

So once they were all down he told you to wait then rushed around. He found a rag and roughly wiped your face clean, telling you to just hold still. Once you were clean he grinned, saying that looks good enough then give your forehead a kiss, saying as clean as a whistle now.

Nick:

He let out a disgusted sound, to the point you glared then threatened you'll hug him if he keeps being an ass. He held his hands up, saying he said nothing. But since you are spat on now all the zombies came to you so he cursed then quickly snatched his gun and shot them all, yelling for you to run or fight back for fuck sake. So you argued back you can't see shit so he yelled to wipe your eyes then so both kept arguing while shooting the zombies.

Once they were all done he pulled his jacket off, sighing at the sacrifices he makes for you, he used it to wipe your eyes and mouth; warning you are gonna have to take ten showers before he ever hugs you again.

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Coach:

Staying calm is key in these moments, especially for him as he'll have to shoot. So he aims, telling himself that. As he watches you struggle to push the jockey off, screaming for him. He usually gets the good shot that makes the jockey fall off right away, which he likes to jokingly brag about is because of his ability to stay so calm and the fact he always has your back.

Rochelle:

It makes her heart always race so fast, not only because there's a zombie on you but also because she doesn't want to end up shooting you. She'll shout your name and a direction for you to look that will give her the best angle to ensure she doesn't hit you. When the jockey falls off and you are okay so much relieve washes over her and she's quick to give a hurried hug then continue fighting.

Ellis:

So much cursing as he quickly aims but then hesitates as he doesn't want to shoot you. He'll gladly shoot like crazy on any zombie, but not the second you can be endangered by it. So you have to shout his name so encourage him and remind him this isn't time for second guessing. He'll shoot and then rush over, asking if he hit you while inspecting your back and neck. Seeing you are okay he gives you a big hug, sighing from relief.

Nick:

A lot of yelling, especially when you yell for him to shoot it already so he shouts back to then hold still for one second. So you try, shouting he better get the shot before it bites you so he shouts back he's trying so just give him a minute. So you'll shout back asking if he needs an hour next so he shoots, now more from annoyance and needing some stress relief. So both pant, calming down, then casually move on as if nothing happened.

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Coach:

One time he got so surprised and angry he just smacked his rifle right to the hunter as if it's a baseball bat so it fell off, giving you time to scruffle away while he shot the hell out it without mercy. He always gets it off immediately even if there are so many zombies around because he finds ensuring your safety more important than his own.

Rochelle:

A scream of fear will come from her then quickly shoots the hunter, yelling to get off. She snatches your shirt and tugs you so hard to get you up quickly, telling you to keep focused. Both shoot the hunter until it stays down then move on. She will grumble some stuff about hating those special bastards.

Ellis:

He's quick to throw them off, shouting something along the lines of 'get off my partner!' or 'the only one who gets to pin them is me!'. Afterwards is always a moment you have to look at him and question him what the hell he just said, to which he turns red and mumbles to just focus on the fight.

Nick:

He will curse and quickly deal with it, getting so overwhelmed as too many zombies try to attack at once so he'll yell at them he'll shoot their asses in a bit. The second the hunter falls he goes back to shooting the other zombies, quite sure you are grown enough to get up by yourself and continue fighting. Of course after the fight he'll come check up on you.

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Coach:

He was awake first so he saw you stirring. He began suspecting you were having a nightmare, but seeing your expression twisting was first a bit funny but grew upsetting quickly. So he stayed by your side, softly rubbing your back and head, whispering he's right here.

When your eyes opened, breathing heavy, he was quick to repeat those words in a more firm but gentle tone so you know for sure. When you said he died he nod then joked about how it's good he's actually still here then. He kept it light hearted but assuring until you were calmed down.

Rochelle:

When she was shaken awake to see you leaning over her, eyes widen with worry and panic, she assumed zombies gotten in. But then you hugged her and cried, saying so many things that her just-forced-awake mind couldn't comprehend so she had to calm you down, groaning she can't follow.

When you finally calmed down and began saying of your terrible dream she let out a sigh of relief then pulled you in a gentle and comfortinghug, assuring you she's as fine as someone can be in the middle of an apocalypse and you are both still safe and okay. She chuckled, joking you can check her body if you wish for any bites or scratches.

Ellis:

When he returned to see you rushing around he chuckled, asking what's the hurry. Only to get his chest hit and you angrily asking where the hell he went so he said a 'hey!' and rubbed his chest, asking if a guy can't go have a leak anymore. But when you argued you thought he died for real he gave you confused soft eyes then touched your shoulder gently, asking you what you mean.

As you explained it frantically he rubbed your shoulders and upper arms, whispering "ssh, it's okay". When you finished he pulled you into a hug, giving your cheek a kiss, whispering; "I'm right here". He's always a jokester but he can also be serious and comforting when you need it. He held you for as long as you needed, whispering sweet nothings to you until you felt better.

Nick:

He was quite sure he gotten together with someone insane when he woke up to see you lifting his shirt and touching his body. He commented if you want to have sex this isn't the way to go about it, but you instead looked at him with worry and asked, "You aren't hurt, right? Right?!" His eyes narrowed at you then he sighed before sitting up, answering no.

Your arms went around him, tightly. Now he could feel you shaking so he held you back, asking what happened. While you recounted the nightmare he rubbed your back, growing tired again as now he's sure there's no actual danger. So he laid back down, holding you close while rubbing your head, assuring you are both okay so go back to sleep because you can't go through this stuff panicked and tired.

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Coach:

He's already got his body to drag along, so he'll keep clean lungs as he already has enough issue with running without dying without the smokes ruining his insides more. He doesn't mind you smoking it around him, plenty of worst smells around now anyway. He always makes sure when you are relaxing or dozing off now that you can all finally take a break that the smoke doesn't fall and burn you all down. He keeps his eyes out for packs, joking to you if you keep your eye out for sweets he'll do so for packs.

Rochelle:

She tried smoking few times when she was younger but never picked it up as a habit. But in this chaotic world and then seeing you having a smoke now and then made her crave for it as well. So she began taking a few drags from yours with time and soon both began sharing one, usually in silence or with light hearted talk. When she finds packs she calls out to you then tosses it, chuckling she found you some treasure.

Ellis:

He jokes about you being the smoker zombie. Sometimes he bashfully asks for a drag. He doesn't smoke normally but seeing you doing it looks so badass and as if it gives you a sense of peace so he also wants that. He mainly likes to sit back and just watch you smoke it though; seeing you have that moment of getting some endorphins brings him the same kind of peace and odd joy to see you have a moment of relaxation. He also just finds it hot for some reason.

Nick:

When you light one up he's quick to walk over, telling you 'sharing is caring' while holding his hand out to get a drag. When you accused him that you know damn well he doesn't follow that saying himself in life, he just chuckled and said he doesn't care enough. So will both take a smoke break basically and just chat over whatever is on your minds that moment.

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Coach:

He will hand you whatever your hand is nearest to. So if you hold out your hand and an umbrella is closer than the gun, he will hand you the umbrella; wondering why the hell you need this. His body basically moves before his brain. When you tell him you meant the gun he just laughs it off and hands the gun.

Rochelle:

She will hand you the gun. Sometimes she wants to jokingly place something else on it but she also wants to be serious since you wouldn't just ask for the gun if it wasn't for a reason.

Ellis:

He will give you his hand each time, not considering the fact you probably want the gun. So when you pull your hand away with a confused look then tell him you meant the gun he is quick to grab your hand back, saying this is better than a gun.

Nick:

He will hand you the gun, usually with a sarcastic comment. Sometimes, if he's feeling good or romantic that day, he might take your hand instead and pull you to his chest, saying something flirtatious with a smirk.

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Coach:

He will hold it while holding his gun in the other. He keeps the light aimed forward, both silent as there is too much darkness where things can be lurking. If you need him to light up a corner will just have to tug his shirt on the side he has to turn so he will turn slightly, lightening up the place you need lit up.

Rochelle:

Agreement that the flashlight holder chances every time so one time you, other her. That keeps it fair and both suffer both positions at least once. Also agreement that the person without it always has to keep a hand on the flashlight holder's shoulder so won't get split up and less worries.

Ellis:

He lets you hold it so he has his hands free to smack zombies like crazy with his melee weapons or hold his guns properly. So you are the guide while he is the bodyguard. He will keep promising he'll keep you safe as you two slowly walk through the areas. He's flinching and squeaking a lot though since he suspects everything now.

Nick:

He insists on holding it as it makes him feel as if he has control over the situation and knows best where to aim it. He's more cautious now, thumb always ready to press off the light in case if there is a witch nearby. When you talk he's quick to shush you as he's so damn sure there's things in the dark more than usual and will jump out at any sound.

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Coach:

He didn't give a shit! Many would say "sorry but fuck no, you will be trouble and get us killed" but he wasn't gonna let you just be left here. Everyone needs a chance to survive this! If there is any place where you can't go with the wheelchair he just picks you up and carries you, telling someone else to get your wheelchair. He doesn't think of you any less for this; he still knows you can handle yourself.

Rochelle:

She is always pushing it, even when you assure you can do it. Sometimes she does get angry, not at you but the damn wheelchair! For it will get stuck in mud, be difficult to control, or such things. When zombies come she worries so much, even if you can handle yourself, so she's at your side 24/7. She gets angry when others speak bad of you for this, telling them you have made it so far sp will make it even further.

Ellis:

So badass to see you just shooting from your chair! He hands you all the guns. Always asks if he can add rockets to the chair so you could make them go off and go turbo speed. When your back or legs hurt and you feel useless and bad he massages them, assuring you in a soft tone that you aren't. When you tell him to just leave you behind he always looks surprised at it then argues he is NOT leaving you behind and if you do then he's also staying behind as you are both int his together.

Nick:

At first he did think of how troublesome this will be but once you proved yourself he damn loves it and finds it badass. He brags about it to others even. And he may sometimes just sit down on your lap when there is nothing to sit on around and all been walking way too long. When he does just wrap your arms around him, asking if he's comfortable, to which he hums and says "quite" then tells you the tea. When someone complains to you about being a burden he's quick to push them aside, warning them to shut up before he silences them forever, then pushes your chair to get you away from them quickly.

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Coach:

He heard your heavy footsteps before he saw you hit the door. It made him flinch away but then quickly throw the door open as you began hitting it, shouting for him to open the fucking door.

The door swung open, and in you fell. Your name came shouted from him; pure shock in it. He laid you on your back, cursing as your side kept spewing blood. He shut the door first then put pressure over it, trying to snatch whatever he could to push against it. He swung his belt off and around you, tighting it so tight it made you cry out, but he ignored it as this was needed. It pained him so to do this, to hear you shout his name and try to push his hands away, but he had to.

He felt many things over the next hours: aner and fear the most. Anger that now all had to stop once again, that things went bad again just as they went good, but so terrified as he had to watch you develop a fever and wiggle in your rest, crying out from pain and fear.

He stroked your hair, whispered words of comfort, gave whatever water and food, but it did nothing.

One second he was looking through the bags for another water bottle, ignoring your whimpers of pain, and the next he spun around as silence fell. Your eyes stared back at his, only they was no movement to them. No light. You do not have to suffer anymore. Now only he does.

Rochelle:

She is also so paranoid when you go on these runs but you assure her of how fine it is, how you wouldn't do anything silly during them. So she tries to calm herself and trust in you.

She knew she shouldn't have.

She will forever blame herself. Tell herself she should have argued with you to stay, tied you down, hugged you tighter and said how she loves you and everything about you before you left.
For now she is crying as her hands are pushing on your neck. But it did nothing to stop the blood leaking out the gaping wound across it. She's not sure what she was saying, or if she was even speaking, for her mind was only saying 'nononono' and 'this can't be happening, this is fake'. It will turn out to be a movie set. It was a silly thought, one she was wasn't so, but she hoped. Begged. But it was not. This was reality. Her lover, the one she dreamed to grow old, will go before having even reached the 40s together. It was unfair, not right!

But that's life now. So when your tears stopped rolling, eyes lacked its color and terror, she knew. But knowing did not mean she stopped. She kept pushing, whispering sweet nothings to you. It was not to comfort you, it was to comfort herself. She decided there: she did not want to reach the 40s alone. She sat aside you, put her head on your shoulder, gun to her chin- BANG!

Ellis:

It seems people die from the dumbest things if not the biggest threats. You returned from your supply run, excited to show your boyfriend your supplies, and he was equally excited. He did not take notice of your muttered curse of pain as you tried to walk for he was so happy to finally see food again.

He should have noticed.

It was only three days after you finally had time to sit and properly inspect your foot. The last few hours were confusing, warmth, feeling sick, chills, and the world spun a lot. So you decided to check why your foot kept feeling so warm and throbbing. Besides the awful stench coming from your own body as showers were a luxury now, there was something much worse. A wound. Infected. He nervously laughed, trying to assure some water and rest will fix it.

It did not. It only got worse. Soon your kidneys shut down. He promised to find someone, so he spend his time running around for a doctor or medicine, but nothing. It made him shout so hard from pure agony as his partner will die, it was so hard that zombies came running.

The most humiliating painful thing was having to return to your yellow face with hopeful eyes to tell you there was no one and nothing out there. It wasn't even a proper full day before he held you in his arms, sobbing and apologizing., promising he will join you soon.

Nick:

He didn't go along, he wanted to finally rest. He should have done with. Kept you safe. You returned, unbalanced and shivering. In a flash his hands were holding your arms and looking deep in your eyes, asking what happened. So you explained of how you had to run from a group of zombies so went onto the roof of a house but fell off.

He took it as a simple concussion. But you grew sick. Sweaty, aching, so thirsty you drank up all the water, and so on. You were making less sense the more you spoke. Soon it hit him this is internal bleeding, and he can do nothing about it.

So when you asked him "Am I gonna die?" his chest and throat clenched so hard he couldn't breathe. With a swallow he assured you it'll be okay. His hand was shaky, hesitant, before it went on your head. His lips softly touched your forehead, whispering he'll stay here with you.

He did. He stayed. Talking of silly miments in life that made him feel a bit of relief to see the corners of your mouth lift. He told another story but no such smile. So he told a new one. Nothing. His hand slid on your cheek, whispering your name and staring in your eyes. But it was over. Two trembling fingers closed your eyes then his forehead went on yours. He closed his eyes, imagining it's not real and you simply fell asleep.

But he knows that's not the truth. He will have to go on alone, or not. He stayed with you for hours; deciding how he will go on without you.

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Coach:

He will have a laugh about it, finding it adorable and it does make the pain ease and a warm feeling form instead. So now when he gets a wound he isn't angry about it anymore but instead casual, just shrugs it off knowing he has his partner to fix it with kisses. He returns the favor, joking as he does it so you don't feel the pain too much and ease up.

Rochelle:

She does NOT allow you to do it for the fact that you have no clue how dirty that area is, or just everyone! She appreciates the thought but it disgusts her so she just tells you to give her a proper kiss or hold her hand instead.

Ellis:

He loves it! It's not just for the wound but also the mental part and it's nice that he can still feel so such a sweet feeling during this apocaylpse. He never thought he would so when he has a wound he comes running to you to get his serotonin.

Nick:

He finds it so childish! Makes him roll his eyes and give a snarky comment. ... Why the fuck aren't you giving his new wound a kiss? Give it a damn kiss and make it feel better! So he is just stubborn and refuses to admit he likes it, so do it even though he acts so tough about it.

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Coach:

He will do so with a groan, complaining he should cut down on the snacks because this is hurting his knees already. Sometimes he will actually have knee or back pain afterwards so once while you massaged it better told him he really has to work on himself. He just answered; "Once we get out of here alive".

Rochelle:

She will gasp and do so. Sometimes she does think "Ducks? Where?" so she told you to stop saying duck and switch to crouch. Sometimes she hopes it are real ducks, just to see a sign of what life used to be again and to see how the wildlife is doing.

Ellis:

"They still exis-?! Shit!" He always thinks you mean real ducks! Even after the fifth time he still does! You already shouted at him that you mean crouch so he shouted back to say crouch then. He never thought he would want to see ducks again so badly.

Nick:

He hates being told what to do but his life depends on it so he will crouch with a groan. Once you save his life by shooting the zombie his annoyance turns to gratitude. So will get a "thanks", and that's it but even just that is a lot from him.

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Coach:

He doesn't like it. He knows he's not a good weight so he gets a bit insecure about it. He won't admit it, of course. Though if he's feeling good he might change in front of you, joking he's fluffy, not fat. So he tries to make many jokes during it.

Rochelle:

Depends how much. Changing jacket anyone can do. Changing pants she's aldso okay with but it is when she has to change shirts she gets bashful and asks you to turn. The shirt just feels a bit too personal. With time and your assurance she got more okay about it and could watch as she changes.

Ellis:

He's gonna give a playful show. Tugging his jacket off his shoulders teasingly, rolling his shoulders, then tossing the jacket to you once off. Basically a strip show. Compliment his body as he changes and will be able to see it turn red as he didn't expect that.

Nick:

Just changes. When you watch too much he asks you if you can stop being a weirdo or if you want to burn holes into him. When you make playful comments he chuckles then tells you he's not gonna give you a show so can stop the comments.

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Coach:

He immediately caught you as you looked ready to collapse. He whispered 'ssh' to calm you as your breathing became uneven. Once it stopped he stayed quiet a bit so you could cry it out then told you might find them out there, but also made sure to tell you not to focus too much on it as it is a great miracle you both survived this far even.

Rochelle:

She held you as you broke down, trying not to cry herself from seeing you like that. She stayed quiet so you could hear all of the recording. Her hands rubbed your arms, giving kisses to your head. Once the recording was done she whispered the typical comforting things, things like 'it will be okay'. She stayed close to you after as she hasn't seen you cry like that before.

Ellis:

He felt sick hearing it. Made that realization this all is reality and others are truly gone hit extra hard. As you cried he reached out a shaky hand and rubbed your back, not speaking as he's frozen and listening. Once it stopped he took it and mumbled he'll put it in your bag.

Nick:

He was silent then eyed you as you broke down. His heart broke seeing you like that so he tugged you to his chest and held you. He rested his head against yours as a silent way to comfort. Once the recording stopped slowly he guessed who it was from the stories you told then told you to keep strong like they would want.

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Figured fitting scenario since it is the 100th chapter.

Coach:

Any chance to celebrate he will take! More specifically: any chance to have a moment of joy he will take. He got out all the snacks he's always taking along and both indulged, laughing about stories and thinking what will both do once out of this situation.

Rochelle:

She isn't jumping to celebrate since it is only halfway but it might be good to take mind off everything so both go out to find some food and drinks or decorations. If it's alcoholic drinks she will only have enough to get tipst, she's not risking getting drunk. Both mainly talked, mostly about the good old times before all this.

Ellis:

Yeees! An excuse to go crazy, though to a limit. He immediately went out to go find alcoholic drinks. He tried to find some festival stuff but found nothing, which upset him so you assured him some alcohol and creativity can do enough. Both got drunk and just had silly fun.

Nick:

Just asked a 'why?' with a clear look that he will ramble off all the shitty things and reasons NOT to celebrate. But you kept insisting so with a sigh said you can do what you want. He mainly watched over you as celebrated. Have a drink and he will join. Find something like festival stuff or cake and he will be impressed by it, his mood fixed to an amusement one. 

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Coach:

He cursed and hurried to get the kit, almost hitting all in the way with how much trouble he's having to open his eyes and stay awake. He flopped down so hard you began stirring awake so he told you to stay still because reopened. He took care of it then gave your cheek a kiss and cuddled you, going back to sleep.

Rochelle:

She won't even be sleepy second she notices the wound. Immediately gets the aid kit and begins treating it. Then exhaustion settled back in once done. But now she was worried for the wound so she stayed awake. She pet your head to make sure you are okay and still asleep then got up to get ready and prepare food.

Ellis:

He groans but crawls to the aid kit then crawls back and flops down. Tells himself to do it as this is important. He blinked. When he saw again you were awake and doing it yourself. Huh?! He had fallen back asleep?! He apologized but you assured it's fine.

Nick:

Groaned, exhausted and annoyed, but then forced himself up and got the kit then sat back down. He moved your clothes so it doesn't get in the way then began treating it, telling himself not to fall back asleep midway this. Once done he threwt he kit aside, laid down, and went back to sleep.

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Coach:

He laughs and gladly accepts you with open arms, then wraps them tight around you once you are laid comfortable. Will do a playful side-to-side shake to get a laugh out of you. Once he's sure you have a smile he gives you a kiss and whispers he loves you.

Rochelle:

She will laugh with a huff then asks what you are up to. She can't help but coo when you snuggle to her, answering "cuddle" then happily holds you back and both enjoy some peaceful cuddling.

Ellis:

It's an easy thing to do to cheer him up when he's feeling down. He will hold you quietly and just daydream, now the bad thoughts shifting to happy ones as he holds you. Soon enough he will be peppering you full with kisses and snickering, so grateful to have you.

Nick:

A groan then chuckles and holds you, asking if you are okay. If you don't want to talk he doesn't mind that one bit, gives your head a kiss then just holds you in silence. If you start talking he will listen, humming or giving answers. 

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Coach:

"... what was I saying?" was all he could ask as his mind went blank. He laughed that it doesn't matter anymore. He grabbed you, pulled you close again, and both went back to kissing.

Rochelle:

Her eyes widen, conflicted between getting angry with you for silencing her and telling you to do that again. She decided arguing in possibly your last days ain't worth it so she kissed you again.

Ellis:

He froze in movement and mind. You almost worried but then he whispered to do that again so laughed but did. He grinned and held you close, claiming you can always shut him up this way.

Nick:

A frown then he asked if you just shut him up. You nod so he frowned more, answering "rude". You asked if he wants you to shut him up again so he stayed silent then told you to get back over here so both shared some more kisses. 

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Coach:

He will grab your cheeks and give you a deep messy kiss that catches you off guard and muffles any sounds. When it ends he keeps his hands on your cheeks, gentle now, whispering you handled it like a champ. Then wrapped his arm around your waist to guide you.

Rochelle:

She's quick to shove something, like a stick or fabric, in your mouth and push it so your would-be-screams turn to gags. As she does it she whispers "Sorry, I'm sorry" until your desire to scream calms then she is quick to pull it out and take your hand to guide you.

Ellis:

He just covers your mouth with his hand, the other on the back of your head to ensure hand on your mouth is sealed on tight so any scream is muffled. Panicked shushing you then slowly letting go when he sees you don't want to scream anymore. Then he gives a quick hug and kiss, assuring in a whisper you didn't alert anything, before helping you move along.

Nick:

He does whatever in that moment. Either kisses you deep, shoves his hand in your mouth then has to try not to shout himself when you bite down, or just shoves some object or fabric in your mouth. He watches with a sympathic cringe at your pained face then, once over, gives you a quick kiss, praising you did good, then makes sure both keep moving.

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Coach:

Something simple, quick, flirty like "Hello gorgeous" as he rushes in, slamming the door locked and shutting it then is quick to pull you close and kiss you. After few seconds pulls away with a smirk, joking he thinks he deserves some relaxing time with his partner now that are both safe.

Rochelle:

She will stumble back, more surprised by this then the zombies that suddenly jumped out the shadows earlier. But second she remembers those zombies she rushes inside. Once door shut and locked she asks why the hell you are practically naked, not that she minds. She will admire you whole time, hands sliding over you whenever she has the chance.

Ellis:

'I need to get in! Open this fuckin doo- holy fuck...' His mind immediately stops, entranced so you have to grab his collar and pull him inside, shouting for him to pay attention so he argues back that's hard with how you are looking. Before you can get dressed he'll sheepishly say he doesn't mind it though, as a way to say he rather you keep walking around like that until both have to go again.

Nick:

He won't even notice. He's rushing into this room to get away from zombies, not to take time to admire whatever you look like as he tries to rush in. But now the second that door is closed and safety is ensured he takes a double look at you and his grimace turns to a smirk as he admires you. He will pull you close to give you a kiss, claiming this is the best reward at the end of dealing with those shits. 

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ALWAYS have a safeword with your partner, even if you are vanilla.

Safeword = an agreed upon word used to say 'stop/this hurts/I don't like this' that puts an immediate stop to the activity.

Coach:

His hearing suddenly goes thrice what it is and he is quick to be off, holding his hands up, assuring he's off. He will give you a blanket and water, telling you to take your time. As you do he apologizes. When you want to say sorry he rubs your leg soothingly, telling you you did right and nothing wrong.

Once you are back to okay he asks if you want to continue or stop. He will ask what he did wrong, even if it makes him feel ashamed, as he would never want to do it again. Hearing your partner have to use the safeword because you are causing them discomfort or even pain is something that brings true guilt and shame.

Rochelle:

She is quick to get off, eyes widened, so surprised her partner had to use the damn safeword with her. She never thought she would ever hear that. She is quick to do anything to put you to ease.

If you apologize she is quick to point, saying "No, don't you dare" as this is in no way your fault then thanked you for even doing it. Will both have a conversation after to see what went wrong and how it can be fixed.

Ellis:

He will freeze, not sure what to do. Should he remove himself or stay put? So he just waits to see what you do. If you push a hand on him he quickly but carefully moves away from you, sputtering out apologies with a red face, ashamed it came to this. He feels bad about it for daaays, mentally scolding himself the whole time.

He doesn't really talk about it, too embarrassed so he just stays away from doing that specific move he did that caused you to say the safeword.

Nick:

He will curse, slowly moving off, asking what's wrong. If you need some time to first gather yourself then answer he'll just finish himself off in that time or clean himself up. If you answer right away he strokes your back or side soothingly, listening closely then assuring he'll not do that again before asking if you want to continue or stop.

Of course he keeps it in mind and doesn't ever do it again, unless you wish to give it another try. 

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Coach:

He had a good laugh about it then went serious, swearing 'If they don't have my size I swear-". He managed to find one in his size, and took some for you. So now he walks around in a fluffy sweater, which you love as now his bear hugs really feel as if they are given by a bear.

Rochelle:

She didn't care that they are fluffy. A sweater is a sweater. If it gives warmth during the cold nights then good. Annoying during the rain though but better than nothing. If you dare complain she'll remind you these aren't times to be picky. If you are excited for it then she's glad she took them along.

Ellis:

Mentally he threw a party. A man can't wear fluffy sweaters without another insulting him for it, but now he can, freely without worry of anyone calling him less manly for it. And so he took them all with him, surprising you with it then excitedly asking which you wanna wear before grabbing some which he claims his. Now both wear fluffy sweaters, which he loves.

Nick:

Many things have to be done now to survive. Wearing such silly things is NOT one of them. He will take some for you but no way is he changing his white suit for such a silly thing. You look damn cute wearing one though, and so have his arms around you more.

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Coach:

He will pull you close for a tight hug, joking that sharing heat is the best way. Great excuse to hold you, and even cuddle to sleep. He can do this without the cold but still, always fun to have an excuse.

Rochelle:

She will take your hands, blow on them, and rub them together while looking around for a jacket, asking if you think you can keep going or want to find somewhere warm to shelter. Once she finds a jacket she slaps and swings it clean then gives it to you.

Ellis:

He will hug you, rubbing your arms, cooing that it will be okay and claiming if he had a jacket he would have given it. So any time the group stopped walking he would be holding you while rubbing your arms, back, sides, wherever to give you warmth.

Nick:

"Well damn, I can't change the weather, what do you want me to do about it?!" will be his answer as you keep saying it's cold as if you want him to solve it. He will complain back to you he's also cold but he ain't complaining about it. When you argue he has a jacket he argues back he just said he's also cold so go find your own jacket. 

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Coach:

He loves kids! He would love some. But the state the world is in makes him hesitant. So the answer you'll get to your desire to have some is: "Best we wait and see". He looks forward to the future now, for an actual good reason instead of just 'to get out of this shithole'.

Rochelle:

"With how the world is?!" She would like a kid, as well. In normal circumstances. But now? No, she wouldn't want to put a kid in this cruel world. Maybe if you two find a safe place somewhere on an island all alone, but otherwise no. If a kid came along the journey? She is taking them in, claims them, so now have that family.

Ellis:

When you informed him of this he just stared, then asked: "You serious?". Then he waited as if to hear 'it's a prank!', but it never came. "With me?" was his second question. Third time he opened his mouth wasn't a question but a loud; "Fuck yeah!" He hugged you tight, a twirl, kissing you and exclaiming how you'll both have thousand of kiddos, little hims and yous, running about. Maybe get a farm, run a family business, all that sweet stuff.

Nick:

When you said you want kids he kind of froze. He never gave it much thought. Obviously not now, last thing on his mind currently. Also put down the thought of a kid when he was with his ex-wife as he didn't want to put those genes further. But with you? It began swirling in his mind, which made him soon realize he doesn't hate the thought. So maybe, maybe not. He'll properly think about it once you are both safely out of here. 

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My best friend, my pookie kween, @AvalonCity, request is my command so we now have this now.

Coach:

He was confused, raising an eyebrow with a "euhm, what?" look but then it clicked. He burst out laughing, assuring you there are more ways to get kids then asked if you would seriously.

Rochelle:

Great confusion before she recalled who said it before. She groaned into her hands, sliding them down her face as she almost begged you not to start saying the things Ellis says. She assured he's a sweet boy but no way a boy whose words and ideas should be taken serious or executed.

Ellis:

He let out a gasp, looking to you with sparkles of pride and touched that someone actually listens to what he says and even quoted it then he began laughing, joking back with you. So both kept sharing dumb jokes until someone in the group complained for you two to stop.

Nick:

Nooo don't start being influenced by a guy like Ellis! He won't stand for this. He blamed Ellis for teaching you stupid things then scolded you, as if you are a kid repeating a bad word, to stop it.

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Requested by my friend, again, who is a bookworm.

Coach:

"Cool, what's it about?" He liked it at first but the second you began spending most focus on reading instead of on the important things, like scouting, killing, etc, that's when he knew he had to confiscate it and make the promise that he'll give it back after you have done your tasks. He felt as if he was back working in the school, taking a kid's phone away during class.

Rochelle:

Many times she has to call your name with an unimpressed face and crossed arms. She always scolds you that she's glad you found something fun but it would be nicer if you focused on the current tasks. She assured you can read as much as you want once in a chopper out of here.

Ellis:

"What's it about?! Is it one of those smut books?" and then somehow a story of how Keith once had a book. Now it is dangerous as neither were focusing on the needed tasks, instead both discussing this book and reading it. He read out the male lines in an exaggerated voice.

Nick:

He came aside you, sliding an arm around you and reading some lines to see what it's about, quoting all the cheesy lines with a 'what the actual fuck' tone as to how people enjoy this, then pushed the book to look at the cover and back, asking what the hell you are reading. As you explained he listened then hummed, saying that's good before smacking it shut and scolding "Now get back to work, I'm not gonna do all the work alone".

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Coach:

He's disapproving. He had some kids like you back in the school, and he always tried to set them straight so reality won't smack them that hard once they leave. Guess this is the result to those kids who didn't get that being put straight. So when you behave spoiled and as if everyone must do everything for you he is quick to hand you a weapon and tell you to go do it yourself. Sometimes, if he's tired, he might give in to that behaviour but he tries not to and always give you a reality check.

Rochelle:

Oh hell no. Brings her straight back to her school days of the rich shitty bullies who thought they were all "it" and deserved everyone's love even though they did nothing, not even a single genuine 'thank you' to any workers. She was quick to start fighting back into all your spoiled brat traits to get it out of you because no way is she allowing you to behave like this around her. You will know what she dislikes and where the lines are you can't cross.

Ellis:

He doesn't like that. He likes someone who appreciates the small things in life and stays polite to everyone or at least until proven they don't deserve it. Not the behaviour you display. He likes you, but not your behaviour. He is sure to go blank faced when you act out like some spoiled brat; commanding others around as if your servants or start doing whatever you want without care and safety for others, and so will even tell you flat out; "Stop that", "That's not nice", "Hell no I'm not doing that for you', 'I don't like that".

Nick:

His ex-wife is back with him... He almost wants to smack you when you behave like this, as if you didn't get the latest phone second it got released and now have to shamefully walk around with the second to last version. He can act a bit spoiled, sure, but not to that level. So many back-and-forths between you two. He won't even hesitate to admit how he wants to punch you when you act out.

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Coach:

He taught you the basics straight away as this isn't something that can be postponed. He told you to just swing with all your might and aim the barrel at anything but yourself or the others. He gives you the simple weapons so you can handle it but don't endanger yourself or the rest.

Rochelle:

She just shoved a weapon in your hands, arguing; "Me neither but that's no excuse to not try". But then she saw it and decided; yep nope safer to not let you handle a weapon. You got to carry the bags and guide everyone as they fight.

Ellis:

He almost had a laughing fit when he saw it but also great concern. So once a moment of peace came he took you aside to teach you each weapon, how to handle them, the dos and don'ts of each one. Seeing your awful ability turn to decent made him so proud, half to you and half to himself as having made the impossible possible.

Nick:

What the fuck... How have you survived this long? He got so annoyed he pulled you aside, put a pistol in your hands, then made you hold it properly and aim, giving you the instructions and basics. He has used guns plenty, before all of this even, so he knew exactly how to handle it. When he sees you fight he has to look away to avoid cringing and being distracted. He will move closer so he can keep you safer.

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Coach:

He always put you on for the kids when they had a few minutes left of class but finished all and behaved. So to finally meet you made him feel like one of those excited kids. He almost did bunkies like a damn rabbit. But he tried to stay cool, just casual greetings and asking how it's going, always approaching you with a 'I'm totally fine, this is cool' attitude, which just let you know his real feelings but you let him think you don't.

Rochelle:

"Holy fuck, are you seriously them?" as she eyed you, as if you might be a deepfake. You assured you are. Both talked about how your life was, though while it was casual internally she was so excited but didn't want to outerly fangirl as you are probably exhausted of always being spoken to like that instead of a normal conversation.

Ellis:

A loud gasp when he realized then immediately his shirt was taken off, held to you with excited, asking you to sign it. "I don't have a pen..." "Oh... Right." So that had to wait until a pen was found.

You have never heard a man talk so much before. It was nice though. He listened/watched all your stuff, even wanted to buy tickets but never got the chance. So when you perform in the safe room so all can take minds off this insanity for a bit he is so excited, clapping, cheering.

Nick:

He seen your performances, mostly when you went to Vegas and he had nothing better to do. He does like your stuff but he wouldn't say he is your biggest fan. He told you of how he saw you few times, admitting you are good and he enjoyed it. Though now those talents are useless, unless you plan to provide entertainment for all during safe rooms. Which he wouldn't mind actually, would be nice to get that distraction and joy.

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Coach:

He has already gobbled it up before he notices. Immense guilt, asking why you gave him the bigger half, arguing that he has enough fat on him to go without any food even so you could eaten it all. He learned from this though, now when there is food he is the one who splits it or he just gives you the whole thing with the lie that he had found food for himself earlier.

Rochelle:

As she eats she notices something off about your half, and once she realizes she gasps, pushing you as a 'hey!' then asks what that's about. She gives you the bit she has left, insisting you eat it and arguing she doesn't want any special treatment, especially if it puts your health in danger.

Ellis:

Immediate freeze, noticing right away, so he points at your small half and asks why you have so little. When you answer that he deserves the bigger half he feels like crying right there. He begins shoving most of his half into your hands, refusing to eat it so you better do or it'll go to waste.

Nick:

He will snatch your half and give you his, with a "Stop fooling around" comment. He doesn't feel like eating most of the time anyway. When you insist he has more he argues back to just eat the damn food or he will force feed it to you.

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Coach:

No use in that. You might start shooting them as exhaustion plays tricks on the mind. So he will offer a snack, saying persuasive things until you finally take it and eat. Then same thing with a bottle of water. Then he tries it with sitting down for a bit, claiming his legs are hurting. If it works he's satisfied. If not he's not gonna force it as he's already just glad you ate and drank but he will try again after a bit.

Rochelle:

She keeps telling you you need rest but you keep going, so she gave up. Though her eyes kept on you, quick steps to you when you began moving odd in worry you are gonna faint. Eventually she does snatch your arm and firmly scold this is no way to do it and that you will rest or she'll refuse to stick with you. As you don't want your girlfriend wandering away alone, which you know she will as her warnings are never to be taken slightly, you finally stop so she gives you a hug, thanking you and promising it'll be okay so don't ruin your own health.

Ellis:

He can be a sweetheart but he can also be a stern sweetheart. And in moments like these you need stern sweetheart. So he will grasp your waist and pull you to somewhere to sit, arguing with you as you try to claim you can keep going and he argues back that clearly you don't, that you can't say that with that expression, and/or that he's had enough of watching this so sit, even for just a single moment. So when you finally sit and relax, which results in falling asleep, it satisfies him greatly. He will sit aside you, putting his cap on your head at a low angle to block out the view, and just watches over you.

Nick:

Many sarcastic comments, like: "Killing yourself before the zombies can, huh". He tries to make you see it that way how dumb you are being by forcing yourself like this when it is so obvious. He claims you walk like a newborn deer during these moments, which is usually how he first realizes it. So he pushes you to sit down, ignoring your arguing, telling you to "shut up and relax for a damn second". He will give you his snack. Give meaning basically shove it down your throat, scolding you to take better care of yourself.

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Coach:

He might do one of the four following: abandon the plan and go home, walk to the next stop, wait, or find a different way to get to the location faster. Just depends on his mood and situation.

Rochelle:

She'll start searching different ways to get to the location. No way she's sitting still, she can't stand that. If she does then you know she's tired and not in the mood for this shit.

Ellis:

He's gonna start walking to the next stop then the next and then the next, so on until the bus is just few minutes away. He doesn't like sitting around, and he just likes moving. Gives you two a chance to get a walk in and have a nice chat.

Nick:

He's sitting down, grumpy and complaining. Sometimes, if it's not important, he gives up and leaves, claiming, "Fuck it, we'll do this another time, this isn't worth it". He can do so much in an hour, just sitting here won't be one. What will he do with that free hour? No clue... But at least it's not just sitting there.

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Coach:

He'll behave but his discomfort is obvious. He feels out of place, and he hates how he wants to shove all the food right down but that wouldn'tbe right so he has to hold back. He'll crack some jokes under his breathe but quiet down when he feels as if people are looking. He doesn't like it here. Too posh and fake for his liking.

Rochelle:

She rather go somewhere local, cozy, family owned where the building looks as if it has been abandoned for years but the food is awesome.But for special occasions, like anniversaries, she does like a fancy place. She can and will act appropriately there, but she won't become pretendious, still herself.

Ellis:

He feels so out of place! He's gonna try but it's so obvious he'snervous and awkward. Many nervous laughs, trying to adjust the proper clothes he wore for this, fiddling with the utensils, asking inwhispers why the hell they need so many utensils or other questions about this fancy pancy stuff, staring at the prices with widen eyesbut trying to assure you it's fine so can both stay and dine. Afterwards he feels as if he has been robbed.

Nick:

This is his thing! He loves it. It is always a sign of indirect bragging. He goes to plenty of these places, mainly with work people to discuss matters so when you two go it's a nice change from work to romantic. He likes to hold your hand on the table, feeling proud and smug in the moment as it is a show that he can afford this and has a partner to share it with. 

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Coach:

He shook his head as he listened to the story but his eyes held a look of understanding. It sucks, yeah, but... that's life now. Choices have to be made in a single second, sometimes they will turn out to be wrong, other times right. The wrong choice can feel right, but the right choice can feel wrong. There is no more right or wrong now, just survival. So if that is what you had to do to survive, he would have liked a kid to be here but to have his partner now is also good so he will be glad with what he has and not mourn what he never even knew before.

Rochelle:

"You... You just LEFT them? You didn't even try?" It was a long argument as she found it disgusting you just abandoned a kid and mother. She understood but it felt so wrong, so dirty. The reaction was her first one, which she knew she should have internally processed first, not immediately jumped on to react. So once silence fell, she rubbed her face then sighed that you had to do what you thought was best. She had difficulty looking at you after that for a bit but she understood and eventually it was back to normal.

Ellis:

Silence for awkwardly long, not sure what to say, if there is even a right thing to say, so when he finally spoke you just got: "wow.. yeah, euhm, you..." but silence again. He didn't want to give the wrong reaction, so he admitted; "I'm not sure what to say." He assured it wasn't your fault, that you have to keep going strong. When you asked how he thinks they are now he mumbled that maybe best not to think of it. He says but then proceeded to go on about various made up stories of how they could be doing now, ranging from maybe somewhere like you two to made themselves a hut with a farm and fences surrounding it.

Nick:

"Yeah, we have to do fucked up shit now, don't think too much about it". It was cold but the truth. Thinking of it won't do anyone any good. If you need a hug about it he will give it, but he acted mainly cold to this information. It's not that he wanted to act like this, he feels as if he has just grown further and colder from sympathy and normal reactions the longer his life goes.

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Coach:

You can go wherever and however long but know he's hitting up every food place. He knows which spots slap. He will mainly drag himself behind you, making comments that make him sound old as he eyes the new fashion choices.

Rochelle:

She enjoys it! Until her feet hurt, then you better find a place to sit and drink something. After the re-energizing both continue. In clothing stores she'll hold up stuff, asking if it looks good on her/for you. In gift shops she'll ask if you two should get anything for anyone.

Ellis:

He wants to hit up all the weird stores, gift shops, and candy stores. He loves waiting in dressing rooms for you, as it is a fun surprise reveal when you get out the changing room. In the gift shops he might buy you some small thing.

Nick:

It is better not to take long. Though his patience can be bought with some good coffee. He just roams the store while you shop, asking "what the fuck is this?", holding up weird things with a wtf look, then coming to stand behind you and asking if you are gonna take longer.

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Coach:

You can go wherever and however long but know he's hitting up every food place. He knows which spots slap. He will mainly drag himself behind you, making comments that make him sound old as he eyes the new fashion choices.

Rochelle:

She enjoys it! Until her feet hurt, then you better find a place to sit and drink something. After the re-energizing both continue. In clothing stores she'll hold up stuff, asking if it looks good on her/for you. In gift shops she'll ask if you two should get anything for anyone.

Ellis:

He wants to hit up all the weird stores, gift shops, and candy stores. He loves waiting in dressing rooms for you, as it is a fun surprise reveal when you get out the changing room. In the gift shops he might buy you some small thing.

Nick:

It is better not to take long. Though his patience can be bought with some good coffee. He just roams the store while you shop, asking "what the fuck is this?", holding up weird things with a wtf look, then coming to stand behind you and asking if you are gonna take longer.

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I put henna, fake tattoos, etc on myself so my friend told me to make this chapter...

I currently have a henna skeleton hand I did myself. I might make a book where I post pictures of all my handiwork.

Coach:

He will let you be as you do it. He isn't gonna complain about the hobby you have managed to find during these times. He's even jealous you found something to keep your mind busy with. He doesn't look as he likes the surprise reveal of what the hell you put on your skin this time. Usually when you show it he has a good laugh, finding it so odd and impressive you managed to do that.

Rochelle:

She feels like a mother scolding her kid not to put the pen or anything on their skin, claiming it'll give you skin cancer, despite not having actually ever searched it up just heard it. When you argued it's either that or zombies she gave you unamused eyes then just always let you be as it was true. She does like being able to see your skills in it improving and all the things you are coming up with.

Ellis:

He wants some too! He will begin whining, almost like a kid, you are ready to see him stomping his feet any second. But he doesn't want to do it himself, he wants you to do it. So you do, all while he watches with a goofy grin, so happy. He always claims he'll get it tattooed one day. He likes goofy patterns, and sweet things make him stomach swirl and feel giddy the whole time it's on him. When it vanishes he's so upset so you put something new.

Nick:

Where the fuck did you even get the supplies..?! He pointed out that so many things for the taking but you decide to take the pen/henna/tattoo sticks so you assured there was nothing else. Ask if you can do it on him, which you would expect a no, but he'll say yes. Hey, he's bored out his mind as well, at least he can do this weird thing, and he can scrub it off after few days anyway.

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Coach:

He leaves it to you but he won't be too happy about it. Rarely talks to them, crossed arms, almost glaring to them, comments like "keep up", "can't you do that?", "don't do anything stupid".

Rochelle:

Without realizing she's cold to them, keeping a constant eye on them, suspecting they'll do something but up to you to throw or take them. If you don't accept them in the group she just walks past them. If you do accept she'll tell them "you better don't try anything".

Ellis:

If they were bad to you: then that is his worst enemy who he is ready to shoot or smack with his meelee weapon the second the chance is there. If they were good to you and ended it on good terms: best buddies who will now discuss what it is like to date you and bond over it.

Nick:

He's got a gun, he plans to put it to good use. If you tell him to stop it he will but not be shy to loudly insult them. Indirectly but mainly direct. He might even look at them and insult them to their face. 

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Coach:

He finds it a cool feature and wonders if it'll do anything to mess with the zombies. His only rule is that when it's just you two the mask goes off.

When you grow insecure and refuse he takes your hands and gives them a kiss, promising no matter what state you're in he'll always find you admirable and attractive. He might even hide it so you don't get too used to hiding behind it when both alone.

Rochelle:

She tried to assure you at the start it's not needed, and even so long after she still does. It breaks her each time she looks at you and doesn't see your face anymore but instead a mask.

She'll cup your masked cheek with such affection that makes you pull off the mask as she is your safe zone you can know are loved by no matter what happens.

Ellis:

At first he never knew what to do, not wanting to see you become like this, so now he has fun with it to keep you amused.
He'll tug it when alone and say 'peekaboo' with eyes filled with such endearment that you know he doesn't mind the scarring one bit. Or he'll make up a whole scary story about your mask and how that's the story he's gonna spread so you become a kind of scary urban legend every survivor in the future will know.

Nick:

He finds it a cool alternative but also finds it cringy as it gives impression as if you think you think of yourself being soo cool. He just lets you be, some jabs about it but nothing much else. He just feels pity for you because of it.

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I'm not happy with how it turned out but whatever.

Requested by: my hornie friend AvalonCity

Coach:

The issues just keeping adding. And it doesn't help that it stays as you do so he has to try and get you away, asking you to scout ahead, without you catching on as he doesn't want you to feel obliged to help. But if catch on and offer up your services, well damn he isn't gonna deny that! He takes you with a goofy grin to the side, whispering you two will have to be quick about it but he will gladly make it up with some slow tender love later on when the chance is there.

Rochelle:

She hates it. It is not the time right now for her body to be acting like this, for her mind to be picturing such things. So she tries to focus on other things but it always fails, especially when you touch her and ask what's wrong. She will play it off, chuckling just nerves but it's fine so ignore her. She really hopes you will because otherwise she might just pounce you like a jockey and have you right there.

Ellis:

How can he not?! Each badass move you do turns him on. It's just so sexy to see that that badass person is his lover. So after he uses his cap to cover himself and mumbles he's got an issue. Oh how he hopes you'll help him with it as soon as possible, to both sneak away to have mischievous fun, but if you don't then he obviously won't keep pressuring but rush off to go deal with it himself then returns, all cheerful, as if nothing happened.

Nick:

It's so annoying, feels like a damn teenager again. So he's gonna take your waist, tug you close to him, and whisper in your ear that you better be ready once it's safe. He keeps to his word. Once safe, not even a safe room just somewhere safe, he takes you aside, already in a heated kiss while he pushes your clothes off. If it isn't inside a safe room he will tell you with a smirk to keep quiet, a joy he will know it will be to try and make you make loud noises but watch you try to surpass them.

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Coach:

He will listen while doing his thing, talking back to all you say, usually in a 'what the fuck' tone as he finds fault and nonsense so easily in books. Sometimes so interesting he stops his thing to watch you, fully focused now. It's usually with turns, you read a chapter then he does. Keeps it fair, and he just enjoys also reading to you.

Rochelle:

She enjoys it. Many times she has said 'Okay, I will finally read this book' but end up not doing it. Now she has her own personal audio book so very handy. She listens closely to your words, unable to help but smile, wondering how she got so lucky to have a lover who'll read a book to her, not out of need but want.

Ellis:

It's a nice moment. He will lay against you as you wrap your arms around him and read. He will be playing with his weapon to keep his hands busy as he always needs something to do, listening to your voice. Sometimes you will notice his hands stopped fidgeting and his head feels heavier; for he fell asleep to your voice.

Nick:

At first he always found it weird, assuring you he can read for himself. But now he can appreciate it. It's one of those rare moments that should be cherished. He will just keep doing his usual thing but slower, more relaxed, less focused as he doesn't listen to the words but more your voice and how warm it makes him feel inside.

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Coach:

He had a good laugh about it as this was insane. He rushed to the car while fighting off any approaching zombies, jokingly asking; "how much do I have to pay for this taxi ride?" as he scrambles inside. He commented out loud he hopes these windows don't break. As you drove off, he got comfortable then let out a loud sigh before thanking you for coming to his rescue.

Rochelle:

She froze when the hoard got thrown every direction as a car drove through it. For a second she thought a new survivor and grew excited to have someone with new connections, supplies, etc. But then she saw you so her excitement turned to confusion and asking what the hell you are doing, but you just shouted for her to get her so she did. As you drove she asked how you got this car, when you got car, while anxiously eyeing all the zombies around and begging they can't get in.

Ellis:

"YEEAAAH!" he cheered so loud as you drove right through the hoard. You might have just beat Jimmy Gibbs off first place and placed yourself on it. He jumped in the car, giving your cheek a quick excited kiss then chanting to stomp on it; wanting to hear the engine again and see how you look while doing it. And he just wants to see you drive right through those zombies!

Nick:

He cursed, moving aside as he wondered what tank threw this car but then realized, "Oh no, just my partner" so he rushed to it. He got in, "Step on it, go, go, go!" as he didn't want to spent a second longer in this hoard, as hitting them was a car was smart but does little to kill them as now they are scrambling back up. Once in the clear he asked how you even got this car.

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I'm rewatching GOT and got to that scene where Sansa has to go in the cold river so that's how this scenario came to be.

Coach:

He told you he'll carry you but you will make it to the other side. So you answered, "same to you" making him laugh but it died fast as he realized: 'holy fuck this is for real'. He got in first, holding his hand to you to follow so you grabbed it and both helped each other across, pulling the other when one slowed down, reminding each other to keep moving, to not panic and freeze up.
Once out he told you to remove all your clothes, helping you peel the fabrics off you then tried to shrug his own off. But can't stop so both took the clothes and continued walking.

Rochelle:

She held your hand so tight it might hurt more than the water will, hesitating but knowing this needs to happen so both went for it. Your breathe has never come out this odd before. She clutched your hand to her chest, "K-kee-keep a-a s-ste-steady b-breath!". You worried your teeth might break with how they clattered on each other.

Once out, if there is snow near, she was quick to tell you to roll in it, claiming she once did a report about it so she's sure she had to say something about needing to roll in snow, put anything on your head to retain heat, and remove clothes. It seemed silly but it did kinda work.

Ellis:

"We can do this, we can," was all you heard him mutter as you both pushed through the freezing river, arms looped to not lose each other but mainly as support. The hardest focus wasn't to make it across, it was to not go into a panic attack. He tried to crack a joke but gave up on it right away as a massive headache set in.

He got out first, slow and trembling so much he doubted he could keep standing. He pulled you out slowly, muttering, "W-we di-did it, go-good job." He wasn't sure what to do now, he just knows he's freezing so he hugged you close, rubbing your arms and back so you did the same to him, both trying to think of where to go now but unable to discuss it due to clattering teeth, headaches, processing, and all that stuff.

Nick:

He touched it with his hand then jumped up, pointed at it, and said a firm: "No fucking way am I getting in there! I rather be eaten!". So you both argued, which ended when you warned you'll just push him into it as you don't want him to be eaten.

Getting over it was hell. Not for the cold, well that too of course, but mainly his shaky loud complaints. You think he used it as motivation to get through it. Once out he shrugged his jacket off, "N-ne-neve-ver aga-gain!" was all he shouted before storming on, rubbing his arms.

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I'm trying to see if nsfw is something I want to write so apologies if it isn't very good.

Requested by my friend.

Coach:

He is actually bit shy of all this talk but if you want to explore he'll do so. Personally he is okay with the usual, normal stuff but if you wanna get a bit kinkier then sure. He's still shocked at all the weird kinks people have, and some things he does put his foot down on of "No! No fucking way, who could even be into that?!" He does feel nervous to do, usually the things that require him to put his body on you, just because he knows he's a bigger guy so he feels a bit embarrassed to put that heavy weight on you.

Rochelle:

She will do the proper research with you, not just about to try a kink without knowing the ins and outs of it. Especially if it is one on the riskier side. When actually doing it she is slow, unsure, more thinking of you than herself or how it feels so she has a bit of trouble knowing if she likes it or not first time so you have to remind her to think of her own pleasure as well. Afterwards both talk about it as she wants your honest opinion.

Ellis:

It gets him so giddy. He's always willing to try new things, of course after making sure plenty of times that you are okay with it. Even during it he'll almost stop to look in your eyes properly and ask if you are still okay. Once approved he continues with excitement. If disapproved he climbs off, shrugging, claiming he isn't very excited about it either then asks if you two can finish it the usual way then.

Nick:

He had done many things with his ex-wife so he already knows most of what he likes or not. If you bring up one he doesn't like he just outright says he hates that one, but if you really want he'll do it for you so you know your stand on it. If you bring up one he hasn't tried before his interest is gathered, eager to try it now, especially as it would be something he can discover together with you. He can be cruel but never to you, especially in such vulnerable moments, then he's caring, careful, always checking to be sure you are enjoying it.

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Not extremely glad with how it turned out but whatever.

Coach:

He will pull you down, wrapping his limbs around you to weigh you down, telling you to it's fine so sleep. But at your refusal he assures you can. When you just can't even after hours he tries to stay awake with you but that always fails. When he wakes up he asks if you even got any sleep and tells you to stay in the middle of the group.

Rochelle:

She'll remind you that you need your sleep, that you won't be able to do anything and your reaction times will be delayed. Each concern she breaks down, with whatever assurance she can to make you finally sleep.

So when you finally lay down she rubs your stomach or back soothingly, promising you are now safe so take advantage of it.

Ellis:

He will keep assuring that it's fine, but your insistance will begin annoying him as he just wants to sleep already but he understands it so he moves around. Opens all doors, enters each room, all that stuff; then exits, "See? Nothing. Now let's sleep. Pleease." He will lay his gun and melee weapon within arm reach, for convience for if something where to happen but mainly to put you to ease that if your worries do become reality that he can blast them right away.

Nick:

He will groan out that it's fine, to just sleep already. Sometimes he drags you down to lay with him, arguing to just sleep and that he's too tired for this. Other times he will take you to check the surroundings, doing dramatic arms spread; "Not a single zombie in sight." Sometimes he stays up with you, calming your worries. It all just depends on how tired he is.

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I still own a Wii mainly because I couldn't throw away these games, they always give me nostalgia. (and of course Wii Resort)

Coach:

He might not be the prettiest sight dancing but he's gonna try. Especially if it's in a setting with friends and/or family and all being silly. When the moves get so complicated he tries but then gives up halfway with a "oh hell no" and just waits for the next move. He does like the couple songs, though they can be a bit awkward but that's fine as it makes for some laughs.

Rochelle:

She's determined to be able to do the dances without issue, arguing that these are supposed to be moves that everyone can do so she wants to be the best at it. She didn't know she had such anger issues until the game kept giving her bad scores when she did the moves exactly as shown. She always has to pause then or stop as she has to resist throwing the controller through the screen.

Ellis:

He's dancing as if he's on a stage! He's even singing along. He wants to pick all the catchy songs that require a lot of energy. He hates that ones that make you feel as if you have been doing the same boring dance moves for five minutes already. Most of the times he will also pick the lady in duets with a man and woman as he likes their moves.

Nick:

Yep nope. He's seated and just swinging the remote randomly. Most frustrating as you are dancing and he's seated? He's winning! He loves it. Hearing you complain over it, asking how that's possible, who made this shitty system, why these controls suck, is more music to his ears than the actual music. Despite not dancing along he still wants to pick which songs to play to.

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C oach:

He stepped right up, holding your gaze in a hard stern look. A challenge look to say all that to him. He didn't even look as the person awkwardly slipped away. So you told him all of it, crossed arms; both now defensive and ready to jump in an argument if anyone starts one. All he said once you were done was a simple question: "Why not tell ME?". That's all that really hurt him.

He knows everyone has their faults, so just tell him and he'll focus on it. You both talked it out but he was still silent after it with a dark unpleased look.

Rochelle:

She froze then such anger grew. She understands being stuck together is frustrating, but this felt like some sort of betrayal. A low you fell to talk of her like this behind her back.

So she stormed in, asking if that's what you think and to tell it to her face then. It was a back and forth with yelling and arguing before she stormed back out, huffing that she can't believe you. She refused to listen to what you had to say for a bit,

Ellis:

He leaned against the wall, going from someone unable to ever keep quiet to suddenly the most quiet anyone has ever been. The more you said the more he slid down that wall, as if more weights keep being added onto his shoulders. Weights called sadness, guilt, anger, and embarrassment.

When you came out the room and saw him, you couldn't even say his name because he stood up, whispered a 'I'm sorry...' and left. You didn't find him for a while, he went to hunt for supplies to be alone but useful.

Nick:

He had to try and not laugh at the fucking audacity. He stayed hidden and silent, wanting to hear it all, intrigued but growing furious but damn it can't he blame you for all those complaints because they are true. So it did process to him.

Next few days you felt as if you were with another man. Suddenly he was behaving different, all the issues you had gone but it was odd and could tell he was trying so hard not to do the exact things you had complaints of.

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Coach:

He has dealt with plenty of shitty guardians at meetings or heard stories of co workers so hearing all you say he can easily catorgize and think of solutions. When you ask if you were wrong he'll answer honestly, telling you if you were wrong and why or if you weren't and why he thinks your guardian is acting like that.

Of course he doesn't just act like a therapist who only listens. He will hold you, give you tender kisses, try and make some jokes or insults them outright if they did something so outragous. By the end he'll propose doing something fun together now, as to change your mind off this.

Rochelle:

She will immediately hug you, telling you to calm down or that it'll be okay. She prepares a snack tray and some hot drinks while listening as you complain and explain.

By the time done she is with the preparing so she'll make you sit with her and give you her view of things, what she thinks you should do now, and provide some comforting and encouraging words.

Ellis:

He's ready to start defending you, encouraging and hyping you like a best friend would. He is ready to cuss them out but only holds back as they are your guardian so he doesn't want to somehow insult you either. Though if you are in the wrong it'll usually be "Yes, you tell them tha- wait... euhm... but, you..." as he's unsure if he should admit that he thinks you weren't right or not. In the end he will do so, very awkwardly.

When you cry he holds you close, petting your hair, promising you can stay the night at his and if you want he'll go with you to them tomorrow as support and so he can defend you if they try any of their usual crap. He tries his best to entertain you while you spend the night there; video gaming, movie watching, cuddling, maybe something more than just cuddling if you want.

Nick:

If this is a repeating thing and severe then he told you after the first few times to move in with him. Wasn't a question or 'maybe you should', nope, he just said: "Move in. I'll buy you whatever you need."

So when you met your guardian again he was there; arms crossed, stern look, looking more as if he's a suspicious man who dabbles in activities he shouldn't. Any time they tried to argue with you he interrupted, destroying what they were about to say, or when they tried to interrupt you he said a simple "shut up" or just 'zip it' motion with a 'my partner is talking and you'll listen' glare.

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Coach:

Gets a good laugh out of him, joking that you'll need some serious muscle to break his bones. So of course he hugs back tight.

Rochelle:

She'll groan with a chuckle, saying she appreciates it but she also appreciates not becoming a pancake. If it goes on too long or actually hurts she'll say your name in a way that makes you let go.

Ellis:

He will wrap his arms around you and twirl you, giggling, not minding one bit that he's being crushed. Is a sign of your love for him!

Nick:

A groan as he hugs back, wondering if this gonna loosen or not then he will ask you if you plan to kill him like this or plan to still let go.

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Just written very quickly so excuse if it isn't good.

Coach:

His legs can always use some massages. So when you do that just lets him let out a 'aah that's good, that's it' and snuggles more in spot to relax. He might even fall asleep.

Rochelle:

She'll try to argue against it but then your hands begin and 'ooh'. Suddenly her body relaxes, eyes closing, head leaning back. All she can think is 'damn' as she got defeated.

Ellis:

Immediate sounds that would make someone not looking think you two are doing something inappropriate. He leans into your touch, promising to give you whatever so long you keep going. He'll usually return the favor afterwards.

Nick:

Being treated like the king he is~ He will have such a smug look, enjoying each moment. Both the mental fact that he has someone who would do this and the physical enjoyment.

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Coach:

He just tries to laugh and play it off, assuring you that it doesn't exist, and even if it did he will keep you safe. He will demonstrate how he would do so, throwing some punches with silly remarks. When you get genuinely anxious he gets worried, more so that he might have to find some serious medical help for you.

Rochelle:

So many arguments due to this with her claiming zombies don't exist and it makes zero sense. Eventually it tired her out so she just proposed; "Okay, I'll ask if I can do a story on this for the news but then you have to stop talking about it. Promised?!" as your paranoia was beginning to drive her wild so this compromise could settle it for you both.

Ellis:

"You would get along with my buddy Keith." and somehow it turned into stories of Keith. He didn't really think much about it or judge. He knows plenty of people who are odd. So long you don't start spiraling he's here to help, ask genuinely curious questions, and advice.

Nick:

Damn, he got together with another insane person. Maybe this is his type... He should probably start looking at himself and ask why he falls for this type. Whenever you bring this up he just zones out while nodding or starts bickering with you of how crazy you sound, impossible it is. Or he'll just be joking it in a way that you know he isn't taking it serious, like saying who he would eat first if he was a zombie.

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Coach:

You noticed an emergency staircase on the side of a building so you pointed towards it, shouting to go there. Coach walked backwards to it, swinging his weapon to the zombie that came too close. He waited at the bottom as you climbed it. But as you did suddenly from the top zombies came tumbling down.

At your shout Coach looked up, and froze. He switched weapons for his gun and began shooting as you tried to rush down the steps with all the zombies falling down the steps. Sadly you did not make it to the end. You moved to rush down a new set of steps but the bunch of tumbling zombies was faster. They hit you, and the force send you hitting the railing, then leaning over it. Your hands swung to grab anything, but it could only grasp zombies. Zombies which went falling down along with you.
Coach flinched away as you fell head-first then he screamed and shot all the zombies, screaming "GET OFF!" as they began ripping away at your skin while you laid motionless.

Rochelle:

She knew this would happen. But she didn't know to you! Running from the zombies on these wet roofs, twirling to shoot behind, minds racing to spot the nearest way off these roofs and to safety.

So when that jockey flew past her view and onto you her world froze yet sped up. She saw in slow motion how your weapon dropped, feet stumbling for balance at this new weight. Only to find nothing anymore as you took too many steps to the side. That hand reaching out for her, for anyone. Then it went so fast. The BAM! The sounds where she knew. She just knew. Someone took her arm, pulling her, arguing she has to go.

She didn't fight it, staring at where you previously stood. Her mind couldn't catch up despite knowing. The information wouldn't be accepted. Surely this will be like a movie, where at the end when they are in a tight spot you will suddenly appear. Surely.

Ellis:

He helped pull you up on the top of a loading container, shooting the zombie that tried to snatch your leg during it. A horde was surrounding you all so high ground was best. Or so you thought. So many came, scrambling over each other. You were so focused on shooting that by the time your ankle was grabbed you were already pulled down.

Ellis twirled, shouting your name. He saw as your head hit a broken car, twisting it in a way it shouldn't be able to, and then laid there without any movement.

His screams came immediately, moving to jump down but the others grabbed him, yelling at him not to be a fool and keep moving. He shouted, trying to wrestle free but they dragged him along.
Not a day, not an hour, goes by where he doesn't blame himself. Tells himself 'if only I didn't put us on that container'. After that he made no more decisions, told no more stories, just dragged his feet to follow the group to wherever they decide to go. Only reason he kept shooting was because he didn't want any more people to die.

Nick:

You all ran through a building, shouting at each other as zombies chased behind. Nick noticed stairs ahead so he told you to be careful.

He told you.

But who can hear when fear is so big. When blood pumps so fast that you hear your own heartbeat above the growls and shouts. Your feet hit the floor, until it stepped on the edge, throwing off your balance and focus. Suddenly the world fell forward.

Nick screamed your name as he watched you tumble down the stairs, sounds which shouldn't be heard coming as your body hit the steps. Soon you were on the bottom, gasping. He ran down those stairs so fast he could have fallen himself then fell to his knees and shouted your name, asking where it hurts then began pulling you up already as the rest shouted for him to hurry as the zombies are coming.
You were alive.
For a few hours. Massive headache, vomitting, unable to form a proper sentence, losing the ability to keep going. You did not keep going. You had suffered internal bleeding in your head, causing your end. Nick was so furious, at you, at himself, at everyone and everything.

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Coach:

He just lets you be. He's got enough on him to keep him warm. So long he can hug you then he's satisfied. When you grumble he remarks if you steal the blanket then this is only fair.

Rochelle:

She got so tired of it she got two seperate blankets. And then you still kept hogging them both! So she decides to always just cuddle close to you so she can get a bit of it too.

Ellis:

He will whine as the comfort leaves so he moves along with it, causing him to basically end up on you. Which he doesn't care as new source of warmth and comfort has been found so he clinges to you and goes back into his deep sleep.

Nick:

A groaned 'stop' or curse then he will pat around until he feels the blanket then tugs it so hard until he has it back on him. 

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Coach:

He'll watch with crossed arms and a stern look that you can't tell is angry, pity, or disappointment. He understands why but that doesn't make it right. So he takes the alcohol away and just puts you to bed like one would a kid. When you wake up he'll have a serious deep talk with you about it.

Rochelle:

She gets so furious about it; almost as if a kind of jealousy. She'll claim everyone is suffering but you don't see them getting drunk and risking not just your own life but of everyone around. So even after that can expect a distant displeased attitude.

Ellis:

He's never sure what to do. Not as if he can't agree with your reasons for drowning yourself now. So he just tries to sooth you, and take the bottles away. Mainly so he can drink them up instead of you as you had plenty and he none.

Nick:

He'll join. If he's gonna die he might as well have some drinks first. When you get too deep in the sorrow stuff he pushes another bottle to you, mumbling to just drink and forget. He doesn't want to go into it, it's too shitty to even think about. 

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Coach:

He stared, feeling lifeless. He never felt such emptiness. It happened... He should have prevented it. He didn't dare approach for a while, having so much difficulty wrapping his head around it. It just made no sense. You looked okay an hour ago, and now you laid here, motionless. The betrayal, the sadness, the anger. All of it.

After a while he kneeled down, gave your knuckles a trembling kiss, then scooped you up and walked away. He buried you then sat there in silence for what must have been eternity. Was it all even worth it anymore?

Rochelle:

"No, no, no," she whispered, clutching your body, pressing onto the wounds, "You can't do this to me. Not now. Not ever. Please. Wake up. Wake up!"

You did not wake up.

She cried for hours with her forehead on your lifeless body. She could not leave you behind. But she can't drag you around either. It was the most sickening feeling to dig a hole where any zombie could reach you.

As she dug she kept muttering things to you, "Why? How could I have helped? You should have told me! Or I should have listened better..." such things until she put the dirt over you.

Ellis:

"Fuck! Hey, it'll be okay, it's fine, it's- Oh god so much blood. Hey, hey, come to me!" He kept slapping your cheek as if it would magically bring you back. He told himself you are just sleeping, pulling a prank. It's a dumb prank.

He was sure it wasn't a prank anymore when he had to dig dirt out and put your body in instead. He sat there, head in hands, crying as he stared at your body. "Please," he whispered, a last plead that this isn't reality. "We were supposed to do this together. I can't do this alone. Please."

His pleads were not answered. You did not move or even twitch. He would have not had the heart to put the dirt back over you in any other situation, but the thought some zombie could find you made him put the dirt over you.

Nick:

"Oh fuck, noo, no," he turned away, walked few steps away, his head shaking so many times. "No." It was the only word he seemed to be able to say. The tears welled up before he even realized you did this to yourself. He thought it was a zombie but then he saw how you did it and it became even more sickening. He felt like puking. It's as if someone poured a bucket of ice over him.

He did puke. Each time he looked it came up. The sounds he made were sounds he never made before or even heard before. It was the most raw sound of grief anyone would have ever heard.

He dug a hole, which took ages as he felt so weak, he could barely lift the shovel. Having to drag your body was the cruelest thing he ever did. It made him stop to drop his forehead to your shoulder and cry "sorry" many times. He regretted everything he ever did to you: how he behaved, the comments he would make, being so defensive, trying to act cool and held back instead of just fully give in and expressing to how much he loves you.

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Coach:

He holds you close, chuckling to take some of his body heat. His hand will be rubbing your back to warm it, but it's in a way that puts you to sleep so fast. Makes him think of a baby. Though that's also nice as it means you feel that safe with him.

Rochelle:

She'll cuddle close with a sigh, claiming this might just be the worst part of this whole fucked up shit. So when you point out it's not as this at least means you two can finally cuddle she'll agree and take back her statement. She holds you close, silence where both thinking and growing tired. Before falling asleep she'll whisper a 'I love you' and give you a kiss.

Ellis:

He's a young man who is in love. So yes, can expect to feel something hard against you. Give him a displeased look and he will turn his back to you, nervously laughing he'll be little spoon. Give him an approving look and will both get right into it, creating a new activity to keep warm. Though after he's freezing again so he snuggles close to you, rubbing you with both hands to warm you up.

Nick:

He'll shrug his jacket off to drape over you. He wants you to cuddle to him, makes him feel manly and as if he can at least do something for you during these times that isn't only shooting zombies off you. Both might have a small talk before going to sleep but not much else happens as both so tired and cold so just want to sleep and get it over with.

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I have no clue what this is... I don't like it.

Asked by my bestie: AvalonCity on Quotev

Coach:

He honestly just finds it adorable and so sweet. He'll immediately switch to you if you get jealous because he's gonna go scout with someone else. Sometimes he does give you the look of 'this is serious stuff, don't act childish' but then he has to be really annoyed and stressed. Can expect to get lots of kisses and some joking butt pats with a laugh.

Rochelle:

'Don't be silly', she'll chuckle something like that once she notices, then jokingly asks if this isn't an indirect insult for you to think she would do anything sketchy. When you answer that you aren't worried she'll do anything but the other person she'll assure you that she will punch them if they try anything so don't worry.

Ellis:

Ooh he's so touched. Honestly an ego boost. Though obviously he never would go for another. He has you! So he will hug you from behind, giving pecks to your ears and cheeks, assuring with chuckles that you can stop sulking as he's only yours.

Nick:

Of who?! The zombies?! He gives you the 'wtf are you on about?!' look and gesture then tells you to calm down as he's not about to lay with a zombie. When you argued another survivor he rolled his eyes then assured he would never lay with any of those idiots.

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I think we all know at this point who requested; @AvalonCity

Coach:

He's gonna have to pass on this idea. Might he have a tattoo some day? Maybe, but currently doesn't appeal to him. And he hears from the kids at his work that that's not really a cool thing to do but more so cringe and foolish. So he told you to get one of those necklace hearts you can break instead for now.

Rochelle:

At first she always gave you a look that just said “euh no thanks babe” but longer stayed together and more hardships both endured the more the idea began appealing to her. She's not even sure her work allows tattoos so she would have to check first anyway.

So, when you showed a good design that was beautiful and exactly what she likes so she, admittedly impulsive so without proper thinking, agreed and both got it.

Ellis:

Fuck yes! He had so many ideas. All of which you declined as they were the most unhinged, weirdest designs ever. He asked his friend Keith for some advice, whose ideas you declined even stronger.

In the end did find a compromise of your and his ideas so both now have it, and both haven't regretted it one bit.

Nick:

Fuck no. You two will not be that cringy couple. He already has a marriage behind his back so he isn't really planning to get something life long with you as he knows how that can end.

If you wanna be crazy and put something on you resembling him, have fun; but no couple tattoos.

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Still 56 chapters to go and then this book is finished so I'll be trying to update this more so I can finally, after years, finish this book.

Coach:

He feels like the leader in the group so for him to now be hurt makes him feel as if he failed his job and wasn't careful enough. Taking care of him would more so be to take over his role as leader in the group as not having to worry about that anymore, of the survivors, would take so much stress of him and make him able to focus on getting better.

Rochelle:

She doesn't like it as she feels now she's holding the group back, and less so if you want to go scout for supplies to help her so she has to keep assuring you she can handle it. Though she can still beat up anyone who tries to wrong the group so don't underestimate her just because she got hurt. It is sweet to have you worry over her but too much worry will irritate her as she wants you to be more focused on surviving than her.

Ellis:

He feels so dumb now, thinking back to how he could have probably avoided this. Normally being taken care by you is nice but now he feels as if he's being a burden to you. So he's quiet now, in his own mind of how stupid he is. He tries to stay out of your way, accept whatever you give, and tries to convince you not to go do anything stupid to get him supplies as he'll manage.

Nick:

He hates it, makes him feel weak so he tries to keep going which results in arguments. He feels less of a man, despite being literally wounded. So you have no choice but to let him do his thing, all you can do is change the surroundings a bit to make it easier for him or prevent further incidents.

All next ten or so chapters will have been requested by @AvalonCity. 

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Coach:

He gets sick quite a bit as he has to work with children, and they get sick easily. Usually it is something light so he appreciates if you just make some light meals for him so he doesn't have to worry of that and that the mood is more relaxed. If it's serious he tends to stay away from you as he doesn't want you to get like this so won't see much of him during this time. But may drop off food, medicine, your company.

Rochelle:

She tries to keep going so eventually you have to call her work yourself. She'll be furious about it at first, claiming you can't just do that, but at end of day, when she is swaddled in blankets with chicken soup, she is very thankful and does admit that you made the smart move.

Having you taking care of her will always make her feel nice and warm in her chest. Makes her want to stop behaving like an adult with all its responsibilities and just cuddle you while watching silly shows.

Ellis:

“I'm not sick. I'm not siiick!” he will keep complaining while having to cough and sniff between each claim. Only once he can't get up will he admit defeat. Or play it smart and say he can spend the whole day being pampered by you, then he'll also admit defeat and rush to lay down so you can put a blanket over him and take care of him.

Though he hates being sick as now he can't kiss you, which he wants to do more now to show his appreciation. His love just seems to grow each day for you, more so during these type of days as you are here, taking care of him, who looks so sickly now, instead of out doing fun things. Though he is the typical man when sick: behaves as if he's dying. He has had many bad injuries, which he shrugged off, yet now it is as if this is the worst thing to have ever happened.

Nick:

You would think he denies but nope, he's sick. He'll go to the doctor, get the evidence, drop it off at work, and then spends his new free days resting. He doesn't need you treating him like a baby. Even though it does feel nice... He just wants to be left alone, rest, maybe finally read a book or start a new show, which you may join if you plan to silently cuddle him, and eat whatever you serve him. He's taking this time to rest and enjoy his new free days off, and catch up on all lost sleep.

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Just quick simple since not much to write for this request.

Coach:

He has a good laugh about it, adoring you. Will joke that it's all healed now.

Rochelle:

One side disgusting other side so endearing. So she lets you be but after makes sure to wash it as she doesn't need it getting infected.

Ellis:

An immediae 'ooh' as that's cute and loving to do. Gives you a hug after, swaying side to side playfully.

Nick:

“Trying to get more bacteria in there?” he says, though you know he likes it as he doesn't pull away.

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Coach:

He's always down for silly fun, this included. Feels silly in the moment but makes for some amazing memories for the future. When you took pictures he laughed, covering it, saying that's going a tad too far and you better never show anyone that.

Rochelle:

She'll let you help her, and if you are good then she might even let you do her make up before she goes to work. If you don't have a clue she's laughing the whole time, not saying what it's for, intrigued to how you'll keep using it wrong.

Ellis:

Suuure? He will be confused, but hey, if it makes you happy then go ahead. He's just gonna sit there, awkward, unsure, giggling when it tickles or making weird sounds when you take tools too close to his eyes. Fuck it he might even leave with it on to go to his friends so they can all die of laughter.

Nick:

What the fuck no! He's not some sissy boy. He's a grown man. He will say he's not one of those drama queen people. He means drag queens. So no. Even if you try to force it he will move so much and lean away as if you are poisonous.

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Finally I have my own idea again.

Coach:

That thought is what keeps him moving. If he can get you out of these zombie overrun places then the chances are reduced 70 percent. Then can finally both enjoy a normal life without constant worries of dead.

Rochelle:

It clenches her chest so painfully tight, has her shaking her head, and whispering 'no' because she won't allow that. You'll both make it out of here. When you ask her what's wrong she simply smiles and says nothing.

Ellis:

He tries to ignore it, tells himself mentally to shut up, and if that doesn't work gives it a smack and out loud says 'shut it!'. He doesn't want to think that he can lose you, or how all his friends and family is most likely gone already. He doesn't need those thoughts!

Nick:

One side tells him “people die” but the other argues back that doesn't mean he has to like or accept it. After that he's overprotective for a bit, always tugging you behind him and scolding you with even the slightest off move.

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Coach:

He just laughs it off, and if he's feeling silly will do it back, pulling you close to trap you and shower you with the love he assumes you desire now or else you wouldn't be putting on this tone.

Rochelle:

It always makes her laugh, unsure how to react but she does know she likes it. Just don't do it in public, then she'll behave as if she never even met you.

Ellis:

He'll do it back, even squishing your cheeks while pursing his cheeks, really getting into the behaving as if you are a baby he adores and wants to amuse, because it is like that.

Nick:

Hates it and wants you to stop immediately. He's not a baby nor a pet, just talk to him normal. When you do it he'll just ignore you or do it in a mocking manner back.

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Coach:

He assumed you were gonna go puke with how quickly you ran off, but instead he heard the bedroom door, making him shout “oh hell no!” and run after.

But he found you curled up on the bed, hugging the sheets. At that such a long sigh came out, so much relief the bed is safe then he went back to go get his drink and returned to watch over you while finishing his drink, making sure you don't puke in your sleep.

Rochelle:

“Hey!” she shouted immediately, eyes widening, assuming your drunken mind now desires to go do something dangerously stupid. She was aside you at speed of light, holding your arm so tight you halted.

“Bed...”

At your drowsy mumble she let out a relieved sigh, hugging you and petting your hair out of relief you weren't planning to go run amok outside. So she guided you to the bed, chuckling that you can be such a child. She tucked you in then let you pass out.

Ellis:

He called your name, genuinely confused then gathered the drinks before rushing after, asking: “Where are we going?”. When he saw you crawl in a bed he had a laugh, finding you so endearing as you snuggle to the bed.

He put the drinks down, finished his, then crawled aside you, sighing; “Fine, let's go sleep.” He didn't sleep, he just watched you, snickering at your adorable sounds and expressions as you dozed off to a deep sleep.

Nick:

“Gonna invite the outsiders for a drink?” he joked, watching from his spot as you suddenly got up and hurried off. He assumed you would return but you didn't, concerning him.

Quickly getting up and following the way you went; he found you on a bed, tangled in the sheets, already deep asleep. He chuckled as he tugged the sheets from you then properly draped it over you then returned to his seat to continue drinking.

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Coach:

Waking up to the sun on his skin felt off. The safe room held no windows to produce any sunlight from. It snapped him awake, thinking that the door must have been opened then.

It was not.
For there was no safe room. Only his room. His bedroom, on his bed, with his window curtains open letting the sun and the view of the greenery outside with people passing by to get to work or school. Out of instinct he ran to the window, to shut the curtains and crouch; search a weapon.

But the people did not limp, growl, flail. They walked normal, controlled expressions and movement; checking phones with a smile or adjusting their backpacks with a frown.

The door swung open! He twirled, lifting his fists; halting you in your movement then ask 'what are you doing..?'. All he did was ask if you two made it across the water. Maybe he just blacked out the last few traveling days from his memories due to exhaustion and stress! But you asked, 'why would we cross water?'

He sat on his bed for what might have been hours. You stayed by his side, worried, but he didn't say much, only muttered of 'makes no sense' and that he's damn sure it was real. When he went to sleep he almost refused but then did, to see if he'll wake up to reality again.
He woke up back to this, and that was when joy finally settled in as the chance this is real became so much bigger.

Rochelle:

Her chest heavied up and down in rapid speed, having jumped up before she could even comprehend where she is.

“Rochelle? Are you okay?”

A hand touched her back causing her to flinch. You laid aside her, on a comfortable clean bed, looking tired but concerned.

It felt wrong. She scrambled out the bed and around, not understanding where all the chaos is, the filth, the decay. The zombies.

You hurried after her, calling her name again then watched as she stood in the middle of the living room, looking around. Her posture shifted from paranoid to shaking. For she began laughing. First held back but then fully out loud.

It scared you but she turned to you, opening her arms, laughing she's so happy. Despite laughing she looked as if she had gone through the most terrifying experience. Brushing it off as a nightmare you hugged her back.

The whole day she was happy but paranoid. Always checking the windows, news, and writing a grocery list with so many canned items. She refused to sleep, stretching it out as long as she could with board games, bingewatching, etc. In the end she dozed off while sitting up. She startled awake an hour later, and almost let out a joyful cry when she saw she was still here.

Ellis:

“Ellis, stop it!”

“No! You don't get it!”

Since the second he woke up he jumped in his truck, drove to the local store and basically bought the whole damn store. Then he took all the weapons he had lying around, even things that aren't weapons but he acted as if he knew how to use them as if they are, as if he has first hand experience in it, and spread it all around.

When you asked why he's doing this, he simply answered: “Safety!” He didn't stand still a second, he kept going on about needing to put up fences around the houseand get his family together.

In his mind he must have gone back in time. If zombies are possible then time travel must be! For a second it did sound far fetched but then he thought 'fuck that' and put safety before questioning.

No matter what you said he didn't listen, he was sure he knew better and was doing what must be done to keep you and his family safe. So you stopped focusing on him and instead went to his family, to discuss this with. All began planning a way to ambush him to halt him, talk to him, try and discover what's wrong, maybe bring him medical help as this behaviour came out of nowhere with such extreme paranoid you were sure he must have hit his head somewhere and is now suffering an internal injury.

He ended up at the doctor when the ambush happened and he went on about zombies. The doctor was left so confused, and wanted to send him to a specialist for schizophrenia but Ellis shouted of not being insane, that he knew what he's talking about, and knowing what's gonna happen then hurried out of there.

For days he was like this, but slowly he eased up and eventually he was back to reality. But was never the same again. That childish, fun, excited boy you fell in love with was gone. Now it was a serious, anxious, overprotective, stoic man who got paranoia attacks.

Nick:

His eyes stayed on the ceiling, feeling as if he might sink into this mattrass. It's wrong, a dream, but he will enjoy it while it lasts.

It lasted too long... Felt too real. After maybe an hour the door burst open, and your voice came; “What are you doing?! You are late to work.”

Damn, he almost wanted to go back to the zombies hearing about 'work'. So all you got was a raised hand, a wave of work being dismissed, then he dropped his hand back down.

“Are you sick?” you asked as you climbed aside him to inspect but all he did was pull you down against him, shaking his head.

“Just be quiet,” was all he answered; needing to take this in before it's all gone again.

But even five hours later he was still here. By then he was roaming around, as if he's a stranger in his own house. He kept dismissing you whenever you asked if he needs a doctor or should rest more. He had gone creepily silent making you try to figure out what had happened. He was almost like a person who is grieving. Confused you so much but he refused to speak so by the end of the day you exploded, asking what's his problem today and why he's not talking to you.

“I can't explain it. You wouldn't get it. Pfft, you would put me in an insane asylum if I even tried.” he shook his head, refusing to answer still. Suddenly he said; “Let's go get that expensive thing you wanted, then dine out at that one place.”

So that is how the day ended. He spend money as if he didn't need it anymore and just acted in a way as if he wasn't gonna be here next week to do it so wants to make the most out of it.

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Today's my birthday (4^th August), yaaay~!

So I thought, “Let me do one of my favorite things: sadden my readers :)”

Coach:

The last snack you both shared.

Crumbs fell as Coach broke the bar in two, checked the sizes then proudly showed you it was the same size.

“Told you I could do it precise,” he teased, holding one to you.

To jest you told him you want to inspect for yourself, holding both hands out for both pieces.

“So you don't trust your own man?” he faked offense then swat your hands jokingly, “Fuck no, you'll just steal bo-”

Your laugh was turned to a shout while his word was changed to AAH. A hockey had jumped off a roof, right onto his back; teeth sunk into his neck and refusing to let go even as you shot it over and over.
Eventually it fell off, motionless, with Coach on the ground, gurgling and muttering. He tried to push you off, away, but you kept trying to stay close. But he got your attention by holding both the snack pieces to you, forcing a pained smile:

“Guess they are both for you after all.” You stood frozen, so he forced them in your hands then held them, whispering: “Go. Enjoy them, for me. Somewhere nice, w-with a good view.”

It was as if someone had pulled an 'off' switch on your brain. It just didn't work. All you could do was stare, tears rolling down, and whisper: “We were supposed to do this together.”

Coach watched with pain but he knew he had to get you away, because he was in no way harming you when he switches. So he pushed you away, a loud firm; “Go!” and turned his back to you. It shall forever give you guilt that you turned and walked. That you left your boyfriend to the worst fate. It shall forever eat away at you.

Rochelle:

The last time you both held hands.

Holding your hand is one of her favorite things. It's like a little comfort, a reassurance, and just such a wholesome thing. When you do that thing where you walk ahead but hold hand back without looking it makes her stomach swirl and she'll rush to grab your hand.

She interlocked your fingers, watching yours grasp her hand back. Before she could speak she saw something swirl around your thighs. A sharp tug, causing you to slam to the ground and Rochelle to let out a pained shout as her arm got tugged down hard. The tongue around your thighs began dragging you across the ground, and no matter how much you tried to scramble free or kick it it kept pulling. Rochelle got dragged along as out of reflex you clenched her hand, shouting for her to shoot it. Rochelle stumbled, trying to pull her pistol out but just as she got it out she fell as you pulled on her hand.

Realizing your own mistake you let go of her hand, and vanished behind a wall. Rochelle wanted to rush after, she really did, but the slashing sounds and screams that followed froze her to the bone. Those are sounds no one should ever have to hear, whether from a stranger or their lover, they are sounds that would haunt her till her last day. Made her choke up now. Mind stuck between rushing out of there and keep going or go after that smoker for revenge.

She chose to kill the smoker, screaming of how it deserves this, what a piece of shit it is, all that she could think of, and then rushed out of there, crying of how sorry she is to you.

Ellis:

The last laugh he heard from you.

You might be the only person who genuinely laughs at his jokes. Though he's still unsure if it's because you find them funny or just because you love him so much you find anything he does endearing. Both make him feel warm so he doesn't mind which it is. So long he can keep hearing it.

Which brings to now: on knees, hands cradling your cold paling cheeks, that light he was admiring not even a second ago in your eyes now died down, lip corners that were turned upwards now downwards.

One second he was admiring your laughing expression, detailing every piece of it, hoping you'll get those laughing wrinkles when you are old as they'll be proof of how much he made you feel happy, but then BAM. Then he was staring in horror as blood shot out the side of your head like a fountain and your body collapsed to the ground as if someone dropped a sack of potatoes.

It will never become a normal sight to see how a body can simply fall into itself like that. How it feels as his hands grip your cheeks, whispering: “Oy, hey, come on, don't do this. Wake up.” Glancing tot he side, to the source that caused it, was a group of survivors. As scared as they were; shaking in their darn boots, inexperienced, having mistaken you two for zombies maybe. So all Ellis could scream was: “THEY WEREN'T A ZOMBIE!” It was raw, it sounded painful to hear. “They did nothing wrong! They were LAUGHING! How could you mista- How could- Come on wake up for me!” and went back to slapping your cheek as if it would magically bring back that light.

It did not.

After that he could never hear a laugh again. He would compare it to yours, deem no laugh as good as yours was, even began to hate the sound of laughter. What is there to laugh about if the person with the most beautiful laugh isn't around anymore.

Nick:

The last time he gave you his jacket.

The only person allowed to wear his jacket is you. The day it happened was oddly touching as it was a symbol that he now trusts and truly likes you. He will pat it clean, claiming it suits you. When you jokingly asked if you can keep it then, he answered;

“Don't get your hopes up that high.”

He does like seeing you with it. What kind of boyfriend wouldn't? It's always a sense of pride to see your partner wearing your clothing, it's an indirect way of expressing love and showing off.

So maybe he should be happy that was the last sight he saw before his body was slammed to the ground, head smacking the ground. A tank let out a narly sound, grabbing his ankle despite all your shouting and shooting at its face, and threw the man as if he's just a pebble. Nick's body hit a building, flopped to the ground on his side, and laid there; motionless.

Once the tank was taken down you were aside your boyfriend, pulling him to lay on his back. But the second you saw his face you were standing again, pacing, gagging and cooing to keep your sanity. For the sight of your boyfriend's cracked in half face, sunken in eye, and body that felt like jelly with harden bits inside will forever haunt you.

You paced for what might have been three hours, trying to comfort yourself, not look to him but doing so as it was like driving by a car crash: you simply look despite knowing how fucked up it is.

After that you had to go on alone, with the only sign that Nick was ever here being his jacket still on you.

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Coach:

A sharp breathe intake with no release, eyes widened, his brain trying to catch up to what just happened here. One side he wants to just eat, the other side he knows talking is important. So, with a defeated sigh, he pushes the food aside and turns his body to you, asking what's wrong.

He went so serious, though could tell he's nervous. So you dismissed with “it's nothing” making him shake head, saying; “No, no. Let's talk it out. Come on. You can talk to me.” He asked if he did anything wrong or someone else.

Though now it felt silly to you so you began laughing, hugging him and promising it was just a prank you saw on youtube once. That made him let out a big sigh, the breathe he held in since the beginning of this, and hug back; saying it better be then said “let's eat now”.

Rochelle:

A sharp 'hey', as if a mother scolding her kid who just did a wrong action and should now apologize', but you did not, instead gave a nasty look making her give a 'oh no you did not' look.

The food was forgotten; sitting better to get ready for this sudden battle; asking what the hell happened in these few minutes that switched up your mood.

But you couldn't keep your smile back, which gave it right away causing her to smack your arm and scold not to do that to her but then she could also chuckle about it.

Ellis:

“Shit!” as his hands fly up to be out of the way of these sudden attacks. His brain malfunctioned, mouth opening to let out single vowels but nothing else followed so he decided to just shut up and eat. Though it felt so awkward because he doesn't know what he did!

As you both ate he felt as if he might choke on the food with how tight his throat became, so he asked in a complained whine tone: “Okay, what did I do?!” as he can't bear this atmosphere and unknown anger anymore as you keep slamming everything. “Or do you just wnana break our plates? Let's go outside and do that then.”

That last statement made you laugh, which made him proud as he took it that he fixed your anger, but then felt foolish when you admitted: “It was a joke, I'm not angry”. But he's a good sport so he could laugh it off and see the silly side to it. He's definitely getting you back one of the following days.

Nick:

“Hey, what the fuck is your issue?!” was his immediate answer, hands up to not get anything slammed on them. He didn't let this shit pass, no way are you throwing and/or slamming anything near or at him. You better have a good reason as to why this happened.

Your laughter was NOT a good reason, it only angered him more as now he's even more confused. Then his anger shifted to annoyance and unamusement when you laughed, “It was a prank.” He snatched his plate, stabbed his food, and said a “Pranks are supposed to be funny” before biting the food.

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Coach:

“What, what?!” as he aims his gun to from whatever you freaked or jumped away from, his heart already having been going faster than should but now its running a marathon.

As you tell him what surprised you he gives you a look, as if to tell you to learn to stay calm before his heart explodes. He hates it, is a jumpscare to his heart each time. He won't die of a zombie at this point but you jerking his heart into overdrive each time.

Rochelle:

She got so tired of it she began making you do meditations in safe rooms, searches for stress balls every building you all enter, and makes you do breathing exercises.

All in hopes that you'll stop terrifying her as with you like this it makes the already shitty situation just ten times worse. She also taught you to yelp 'fake' or 'real' during your frantic fright so she knows if she should take it serious or just sigh it off.

Ellis:

Your shout or jump makes him shout or jump as well then ask in an almost whiny tone 'why?!' before laughing as now embarrassment seeps in. He makes many jokes about it, usually reenacting how you got spooked.

To make it you gotta have a sense of humor so can both laugh it off, though that is for an hour after it happened as first both have to go lower and truly sneak about as the sounds you made would have most likely attracted a bunch of zombies. Which he never blames you for as everything now is terrifying so to get spooked every corner is expected.

Nick:

The grip on his weapon tightens, every bit in his bone tightening, his narrowed gaze of focus turning to a glare of annoyance and 'I swear if that attracted zombies you'll be regretting it for the next seven years'. Sometimes he says a 'stop' through gritted teeth to avoid shouting it and attract even more potential zombies. His first task now is: both get away from this spot as he's sure you caused enough noise to attract something.

When you have big reactions to getting surprised he might sometimes roll his eyes and/or say 'stop being so dramatic' as he feels second hand embarrassment.

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Coach:

He suffers the same issue, so can both talk about hunger while having to move forward without any. When he finally finds some food he'll debate but then sigh and go to give it to you; in his mind claiming you need this more than him.

Rochelle:

She'll complain back that she's hungry too or that you should have rationed your food supplies better. She ignores the complaints, only answering other stuff, in hopes you'll catch up that complaining is getting you nowhere so focus on the other stuff.

Ellis:

He'll give you some of the food he has left in his bag. Though usually that's nothing as each time all have time to finally look for food a horde suddenly comes. So he tries to focus on distracting you with fun activities instead.

Nick:

He will look you straight in the eyes and say: “Starve”. Like what do you want him to do?! He's also still hungry! What sadness you two managed to find out here would fill no one, so just endure it like all else and keep moving.

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With this I mean dry skin, excessive acne, too oily, etc. These things are all normal, of course, I just worded title like that because not sure how else to word it. (I'm not saying these things make you ugly or less, if that was your first thought I suggest you reflect into that to learn to unlearn such thoughts)

Coach:

That's normal so why even comment on it?! He been through shitty skin days; just gotta accept and deal with it. Some are ashamed by it, and if you fall in that category then he'll give you that assurance boost you need. If you don't care then he doesn't either. He might recommend some products, but that's only to be helpful if you wish to fix it but otherwise not brought up much. Only other time would be if it's so bad that he worries there might be an underlying issue.

Rochelle:

Oh she's right on it to alert you! No way she's letting her partner go out with bad skin. As a partner it's her job to ensure you look fantastic and bring attention to even things one might find embarrassing to get pointed out.

She'll give you some of her face creams and such; recommending which for what. If this stuff only worsens it then she'll go out to buy alternatives. She means absolutely nothing bad with this, she simply wants you to have good, healthy, and well taken care of skin.

Ellis:

He won't even really think of it. He's from a place all this tralala over beauty, make up, and such isn't big.

But if he knows you are sensitive on this and cautious of showing it in public then he'll alert you before you leave outside; in a casual way, to not bring any negatitive attention to it as he does not see this in any way as negative but normal as it is and every human will get this stuff at one point.

Nick:

He's a blunt man, so he'll say it outright, some jokes, and/or sarcastic comments. He doesn't care, only if you two plan to go somewhere fancy or cool; then he'll complain to go fix that first. Usually ends in an argument. Though if anyone but him dare comment on it he'll snap at them.

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Coach:

He's the same; just with the tv. He'll come back from work and flop right on the couch and turn that thing on to just stare at it; sighing and calming down from work. When you come to share what new thing has your interest on the internet he'll listen, having no clue about any of this but if it keeps you occupied then that's good.

If it's because you just don't have anything else to do or for negative reasons then he'll suggest going for a walk, an activity, etc so can both actually be productive instead of sitting here for hours just hoping some strangers on a screen can keep you entertained.

Rochelle:

She's also so, but more due to her work being associate producer so she has to keep up with news and help find new stuff that could attract attention. So if you are chronically online that's so handy as she can just ask you what's happening in the world right now. Whether silly or serious; anything that could get a reaction is good enough.

But she does nto approve of it during quality time. Quality time together should be spend without screens as main focus. An occassional check is okay, but if your mind is more on your screen than her? That's a reason to have a big argument break out as that is a serious issue then if your mind is more on the internet than your own girlfriend.

Ellis:

He's not a fan of it. He likes a partner, and just friend, who can be in the moment and do silly things with him in person; not be glued to a screen. He worries he's not interesting enough when you get behind a screen while he's there, makes him feel as if he has to do better. Or he will awkwardly try to involve himself with a “so what ya doing?” while peeking at the screen.

He does enjoy the drama though so when you come with new tea he's ready for it; giving you all the reactions of shock, joy, anger, and disbelief you would want to this particular news.

Nick:

He doesn't care. You do you. So long it doesn't pull him into it nor are neglecting other stuff. If you aren't paying much attention to him anymore or making it your whole personality he's fast to say: 'Get a life' or just snatch the screen away and toss it aside with a “Okay! Let's go do something productive”.

At first he always said not to ramble to him about some strangers business to him, but when he realized the fun of being an observer to drama? Oooh he's fast to sit down and listen to the new drama as you explain it all like some podcast. He always behaves as if he could do better than the person and would have made the right choices.

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Coach:

“So what? Not everything has to be useful. Just have your fun.” is his answer each time. He'll tell you plenty of stories of some kids at school and all their hobbies or things they do and how they don't care what others think as half the time it is learned behaviour so sometimes adults should learn of kids.

When you feel no one cares he'll pay extra attention. And then you found out something sweet he does: he'll take pictures of the things you do/collect/etc and show it to the kids at school, who all react very enthusiastically.

He revealed they even ask each week what you have done now so don't ever think no one out there cares because some people out there will care.

Rochelle:

Not if she can help it! Hobbies are important to her. It's something she finds makes people so interesting, especially if they have something less common as hobby.

Even if she doesn't like it she'll interact with it at least twice a month as sometimes small things you don't like have to be done in a relationship to make it work.

If you think no one cares and feel silly she will encourage you to go to communities with the same or similar interests as this thought is only because you don't hang out with the correct people.

Ellis:

As if! With him it feels as if even the tiniest thing you do is something to be fawned over. So if you have a hobby: he wants to learn about it, do it with you, and soon it'll be his hobby as well.

Even if it's not up his alley he's glad you got something. And when you dare say it's a useless hobby and makes you feel silly he's quick to voice his admiration of it; that plenty of people don't even have hobbies and that it's better than people who do dumb things, joking like him and Keith, or nothing at all. He'll claim of how awesome it is and how he could never do that like you do so stop thinking everyone can do what you can because they can't.

Nick:

He is most likely the reason you feel so... He is a man who is very blunt, truthful, and has a constant expression as if everything is shit. So of course you would think he doesn't care and your hobby is silly.

Luckily he is also a man who can admit his faults. Only to you, that is. But good enough.

He was quick to tell you to not just assume shit because you took it all wrong. He scolded you that he does care but he already knows of it all by now so he's not gonna react to it like a parent being showed their kids drawing for the fifth time that day and still expecting a big reaction.

Just because someone doesn't give a grandieous reaction doesn't mean what you have done is bad; he still admires it all just less visually or vocally obvious now.

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Not satisfied with how it turned out but whateves, hope you enjoy it.

All open ended because all my stuff is, and honestly... because I have zero ideas on how to end this one.

Coach:

How can anyone be okay after witnessing all that? And then being told it's all a nightmare?!

Coach was so confused and worried as to what to do as you went to bed a content person, but awake a paranoid soldier. You acted as if you had war ptsd. Asking where the weapons are, panicking about lack of ammo and rations, dashing about the house to avoid enemy sight. He tried to stay calm but he had to yell that the kitchen is stocked and to just calm down.

He truly didn't know what to do. When you stayed crouched under the window, silent as a mouse, he called various people in hopes someone might know this issue, relate, or know someone who could help.

Rochelle:

She woke up to see you smiling, stroking the bedsheets as if entranced. Of course that worried her as it felt odd. “Are you okay..?” “They are so soft. I forgot what it felt like...” This was strange, but mostly for the look and smile you held.

But she didn't want to chase you off or put you on defense so she nod, agreeing. Throughout the day this kept up. Acting as if you were experiencing everything for the first time, had left for a month vacation and finally back; but there was also this caution when you passed by the windows or heard the neighbors.

When she had to go to work and you began practically interrograting her that's when she got enough; demanding to know why you are behaving like this and if this is some prank. But you kept insisting that she wouldn't understand it, to which she told you to explain it then, but it became such a wild argument she stormed out before things get said or done that either will regret.

Ellis:

He was already out bed by time you woke up. So fuck did your heart race, just as fast as you dashing off the bed, through the doors, and to the man struggling to flip the eggs in the pan.

Ellis almost snatched the pan to smack the person who suddenly slammed against him, but his arms wrapped around quickly when he saw it's you. A happy expression came, but then worry as you held him in such a tight hold as if he might leave you.

“Darling? Honey?” all endearments to cheer you up, then finally: “You okay?”

But your head shook, whispering things so he pulled away to hear you. You couldn't understand what's happening, where all is, why he's so casual, if you passed out somewhere. But Ellis kept shaking his head to whatever he could catch from your mumbles, looking as if you are the insane one. So he rubbed your arms, trying to ease and assure you.

He made you sit down, giving you some water and the eggs he was making for himself and tried to listen to all you had to say while cooing to keep you calm and not go into a panicked ramble.

Nick:

Waking up to your partner having barricaded the door and windows is an experience... He stared, half asleep, then dragged himself to the kitchen and made a coffee first. Coffee before dealing with bullshit.

So once he has his cup he went to you, sipping it on the way, then asked what the hell you are doing. As you went on about zombies and how you don't get it so this barricaded is for safety he just stared, sipped, then hummed and told you; “Have fun, honey” then went to go brainlessly watch tv while trying to wake up fully.

When you tried to pull him into it he told you to not involve him and to leave him out of whatever insanity you are going through. He didn't take it serious at first but you kept going on about this as if it's an actual serious thing so he also got serious; asking if you need to go to the doctor while already taking the car keys.

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Requested by my bestie: @AvalonCity on Quotev.

Wrote this late last night so if it's any good is questionable.

Coach:

Coach noticed the signs. The scratching, the excessive talking of it, irritation. All that. But he discarded it as recovery signs. A good thing. Thought of you as a strong one for resisting the urges.

But then the signs stopped and you had this relieved sense. A part of him hope it meant you passed the tough task of denying the mind and body what it so desires. But he knew it meant you relapsed and satisfied the urges.

Coach struggled for few days on what he should do about it. Confront you? Let you be? You are still tagging along, as if nothing changed, so maybe he should just ignore it. But it felt wrong. Yet... is it worth during times like these?

In the end he did not confront you, a slight hope you'll admit it yourself. So one random day, after a battle, both stood there staring at the scenery when you plainly stated; “I did it again.” A second of silence but then Coach hummed, “I know” and a silence followed it. Both are exhausted, going to auto pilot to stay alive. Neither can bring care to what now feels like a minor side issue.

Rochelle:

The fact you even found the thing amongst this chaos is amazing. Less so that you are using it. She snatched it away so fast, asking a bit too loudly: “What are you doing?! You were doing good!”

It resulted in a big argument, which had to be pulled apart by another survivor as it was too loud it made all anxious of what could result due to it.

Both didn't talk for a while. Rochelle kept glaring your way, but not with anger but worry and understanding disapproval. She understands why you did it, very difficult to not relapse during these times, but she so hoped you would have kept it up.- Eventually she began talking with you again and she decided to just not be angry about it. Maybe it's even better now; that you have this one good thing that keeps you going. Or not.

Honestly... She is at her end, as well, only able to go with the very last energy she has. Energy that does not include babysitting you in how you should lead life.

Ellis:

Concern, that's all he felt. He wasn't disappointed, he gets why you are doing it again, but that didn't stop him from admitting he hopes it was a one time thing. You admitted you don't know so he gave a slow nod back, feeling so many things but saying nothing as it didn't feel like his place and if that's your only relief right now it wouldn't feel right to take away.

You noticed the next few days he was closer more, promising he's here for you if you need him and it came obvious very fast that he was sharing more strange stories and jokes to keep you entertained and mind on him instead of anything else.

Nick:

He knows the signs. He lived in Las Vegas, for fuck sake. Attended the casinos plenty of times and witnessed plenty of addicts in all kinds of states. This state was a clear paranoid one, where you were clearly trying to fight the urges but failing.

So he tried to help, distract you. But wasn't even an hour after when he saw you doing it anyway. Made him feel disappointed. When you looked he didn't even hide the disapproval. Getting such a face from a loved one, to know you crushed the expectation and hope they held for you, is a serious pain to the heart.

He didn't talk about it, mainly as he wasn't sure what he would even say. When you tried to discuss it he just shrugged, claiming: “Hey, your life. You do you. … BUT I was rooting for you.”

If you decide to really quit it then he'll gladly kick it all away and any future stuff of it keep it out of your sight of line. If you decide to start it again, then you do you. He might even join few times.

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Jongwoo:

He would never do this, to him it's taking away masculine and reason for men to laugh at him or even try to fight him. But if you pull the cute act and ask him sweetly he crumbles.

As you do it he kept saying 'neutral colors'. He felt so uncomfortable, and feels to let it properly dry so once dried it has lots of smudges, dents, missing bits. He promises he tried! But it's as if the more he tried the more messed up it became.

Moonjo:

He allows black and neutral nails. At first it was odd but now there is a charm to it. And damn does he pull them off well. The girls near him were first skeptical and judgemental but he's hot, and hot people can pull off anything and be excused for what normal peoplo would be insulted for; and so he got many compliments.

He still reminds you with pride on how one even said he could be a hand model.

So normal activity for Moonjo to read a book, holding it with one hand, while the other hand is to you as you paint his fingernails.

Junghwa:

She likes it! How sweet! She lets you do all colors and designs. Seeing one's partner being creative is a nice sight. After it she sits very awkward with fingers outstretched to ensure no smudging. But she doesn't like sitting still so feels like torture so you have to keep her entertained.

When people ask of them she feels pride for you; bashfully tells the person she's not sure what product or how it got done as her partner did it for her.

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Coach:

People will do anything to pass the time. So when you found some nail polish and gave him a look he didn't even fight it, just put his hands down and told you to make them pretty.

Finally he understood a part of a woman's struggle: to not smudge the damn thing as it dries. No matter how hard he tries it seems harder he tries the more he keeps hitting his nails to things.

He didn't mind them, found it a funny feature. Showed it off to the rest right away, having a good laugh about it.

Rochelle:

When she noticed you lift a small bottle she gasped and asked if that's nail polish. Both inspected for more then she offered to do each other's nails in the next safe room. So once the next safe room came she was fast to discard supplies and sit down, patting opposite to signal to sit.

As you painted them she talked about old drama of friends, laughing and smiling. It felt SO nice to do this, all felt normal again.

At one point towards the end she fell silent, realizing those friends are most likely no more and such silly drama will never happen again. Luckily you saying “done!” pulled her out those thoughts and made her chuckle at the work before giving a thank you kiss.

Ellis:

He had a good laugh when you fetched it off the ground somewhere. You debated doing yours to pass some time, but felt his eyes on you so asked “You want your nails painted?”. His nods came fast, laughing at how silly it feels but he has always been intrigued.

As you painted them he had such difficulty sitting still, and then even more difficulty to not do anything until they are at least somewhat dry. He held his fingers so outstretched to avoid ruining your work that your hands began feeling uncomfortable.

He acted out a sassy person and now when he speaks it's all hands and he gets distracted by them so much so will find him having to wait somewhere; hand to his face, inspecting and admiring them.

Nick:

“What the fuck- Ugh why the fuck not, nothing better to do.” Not a single way would you have been able to do this before zombies broke out as this is damaging his image, makes him less of a man, and just not something a man should do. You told him plenty of men can and do wear nail polish, but he gave a look that you're very sure you don't even want to know what he thinks of them.

He felt very uncomfortable with it, and kept being distracted by it so you had to remove it the next day.

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Coach:

He felt so awkward doing it, knowing he'll mess this up. And he did. But that's fine, a fact he mumbled each smudge “It's fine” as he tries to wipe it away, and this is mainly for fun anyway. Once done he will ask if you need anything; to help you avoid using your hands and risking ruining the work. He'll sit with you and chat until they are dry enough that you can do whatever you want.

Rochelle:

You did hers so she did yours. She liked this activity so much she asked to make it a weekly thing so now each week, or twice a week even, will both sit down and paint nails while gossiping about old but gold drama from before the apocalypse. It has helped so much mentally to have that moment of normality.

Now her eyes are always on the hunt for nail polishes, and luckily these are an easy find in houses so both have a collection now. At first making designs of the nails was difficult so it's also a fun feat to see herself improving in nail art.

Ellis:

Fine work really is NOT for him. He was so close to your nails you had to ask if he needs glasses, to which he groaned; “I don't! Why do nails gotta be so small?!” He tried his best for the first hand, second hand he gave up so one hand was... decent, while the other was just your whole fingers painted instead of the nails only.

If he finds another color can bet your ass he'll try to fix this mess by making it pretty so he added some dots, tried for stars and hearts. You could somewhat see the figures... if you squint... It's like looking at a kids drawing and lying it's amazing and you totally see what they drew.

Nick:

He was oddly good at it so you asked if he did this for his ex wife, but he chuckled and said: “You are the first to receive this care from me.” He's probably good as he took his time, found an odd peace in it, and he did argue it's not that hard and those who failt must have never drawn inside the lines as a kid. Once done he told you you better not ruin his hardwork.

Since he does enjoy it you may expect this to happen more times.

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Coach:

He's ready to fist fight his way through these crazies! He WILL get to you, even if that means enduring strenuous hours of fighting these fucked up people!

Didn't take long it's not simply crazies but ZOMBIES. That made him less 'think with fists' and start to calm down as he can't risk getting bit and meeting you, only to turn into one of them and bite you. On his map he scratched out all areas he has checked and knows for sure you wouldn't be. Then circled areas you could be if you were at the location you last reported to him. His goal was to go to those areas, nothing else. People can follow him if they want, but his goal is to get you.

All supplies get taken along; blanket, snacks, water, etc, as he wants to be sure that you'll be safe and okay once you two reunite. Which WILL happen.

Rochelle:

Normally she can think rational but when those “people” ran to her, she froze up. Somehow her first thought was; “where are you right now?! Are you in that crowd?!” If it wasn't for these other people pulling her along as they made a run for it she might have been a goner.

She gathered every gun on the way, determined to find you. She was stuck between the choice of whether she should stick with the group to the safe place or venture out to go find you. She decided numbers is better than alone as it's not as if she's a trained fighter, but each area she searched around as well to make sure she does not miss you. Only a fool would shout out for their partner. And damn is she a fool in love so at times, if she felt no zombie near, she would do so. Not too many times, just enough to tell herself: “At least I tried”. And she shall keep trying until she finds you.

Ellis:

Oh his mind went blank when the zombies came, he got tunnel vision on his first priority: finding you. The three survivors he met during it he kept joking with so when one day Rochelle asked him what he's always looking for he shared about you. No one expected this as he never shared it prior. He could feel they were starting to pity him so he began sharing stories about you and him, most silly stories.

One side he hoped they might take pity so far they'll abandon the task to get out of here and instead find you, but it failed and he knows that wouldn't be right. But still! Rochelle managed to talk him into staying with them and not running off like a fool, that you might be at the safe spot already and waiting on him.

Every second was him begging, praying, mumbling that you better be safe and alive out there, that you two can be reunited very soon.

Nick:

He was seen as stubborn and relucant to work with these three weirdos he got stuck with. In reality: yes. He does not like them. But also because he has somewhere else to be, he doesn't want to follow these idiots because he has to find you, his partner in crime. You can both tackle anything, but he needs you first to manage that.

Eventually he did seperate from them when he suspected you to be near; just gave them a casual “stay safe, see you around if you make it”. He did end up liking these idiots, but he likes you more so he'll risk journeying alone for what will hopefully be a small bit until he finds you.

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Coach:

He doesn't take it personal since it's not, minds are all over the place, but it does sadden and worry him as any second could be the last one. But he doesn't bring it up as he does not want to break your thoughts or make you feel guilt about it.

Rochelle:

Such quick sounds come out of her that aren't even actual words, and so it works perfect to make you halt to look; maybe even wonder if she turned into a zombie. With an embarrassed laugh she'll point to her lips, asking if she's not gonna get a kiss. She finds it so sweet and funny how quickly you return, give such a sweet kiss, more an apologetic one, then hurry away.

Ellis:

“Ah shucks” is all goes on his head. When you return and talk to him know he's upset by the fact his accent is heavier, and the clear sulking expression... When you ask why, he begins asking what if you died out there, stuff that only left you more confused.

Once you realize and apologize he forgives you, ending it on a light note by joking; “I'll forgive you fully if you give me a kiss now”.

Nick:

He loudly shouts after you that makes you think you did something gravely wrong. He holds his hands out with a 'what the fuck' gesture and expression then asks: “Ain't you forgetting something?” with a raised eyebrow that almost makes you feel stupid. But then it hits you! Once that kiss is given his attitude turns better, satisfied he got his kiss.

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Many people go into auto pilot during stressful/traumatizing moments so figured this could work for a scenario.

Coach:

He has this urge to get everyone to safety, which included the random store worker still stacking shelves. You knew this was gonna be in vain as the worker held this distant, not-here-anymore look. They are human but not alive. It was somehow creepier than any zombie seen so far.

The worker didn't seem to fully get the situation, or maybe they did but didn't care anymore, and kept dismissing Coach's attempts to convince them to come with. Coach was ready to rough handle this by just dragging the person with, but you put a hand on his shoulder and shook your head. No words were needed, your eyes said plenty to tell him it won't work.

So, with great regret and defeat, Coach walked away. But the worker called after you two! With hope Coach turned, but then sighed as the worker held out a box. It was filled with food and drinks! The worker wished you two luck then went to the back of the store.

Rochelle:

Rochelle was so shocked to see another survivor! So she ran to the woman on the floor, scribbling away in a notebook.

“Hey! Come join us, we are all making our way to-”

“I can't! I have to write this all down, this can win me gold.”

“... cuse me?” Rochelle's face never contorted so much; eyebrows furrowed and one raised, just like the side of her upper lip.

“I'm a reporter, this can get me great footage, stories, and a biography afterwards of how I survived a zombie apocalypse.”

“Lady, won't be no book if you don't start leaving.”

“I made it this far alone so thank you. Oh! You can help me differently!” The woman jumped up, causing Rochelle to take a step back, grabbing for her melee weapon. “Let me interview you!”

“Huh?!” Rochelle's face contorted again then shook her head, “No way. I'm going, you decide yourself if you wanna join or not.”

When you asked what that was she shook her head but still gave the tea.

Ellis:

Ellis came to a stop as you all had been following the clues to the next safe room. Why did he stop? He saw a person fidgeting with a door. Curiousity always gets the better of Ellis, so he approached.

“Whatcha doing?” he asked slow and awkwardly, as this man gave off this weird feeling.

“Owner asked me to fix some stuff around her house.”

Ellis watched the handyman fixing the door as if further away there ain't zombies roaming. You came, giving a 'what's going on' nod so Ellis nod to the man, mumbling this dude's a handyman. Unsure what else to do you asked if they don't wanna come along, but the handyman shook his head.

“Just wanna get this done.”

Ellis got a weird sense so he put his gun away, took a tool out the toolbox, then said with a smile; “Lemme help you.”

Nick:

“This guy more of a zombie than the zombies,” was all Nick said as you both stood there, guns held tight in case this goes wrong, watching the man in his fast food uniform watching uncooked meat, meant to put onto the two buns he had put ready. The man stood there, waiting for the meat to cook. You wonder if he even knows the stove isn't turned on...

Nick told you to just walk by, that that guy is long gone. You both walked away, glancing back to see the man flip the uncooked meat.

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Coach:

When leading a group of odd survivors happens, them having their own unique habits is expected. But some habits are more nervewracking than others. Like listening to music WITH ZOMBIES NEAR!

At first he always asked of you to take them out, to be high alert, all that stuff but when he realized you work better with music in he decided to let you be. When others gave an odd look to you with your music in he just tells them to ignore it or “their thing” in a dismissive matter.

So if you die he can at least say “I tried”.

Rochelle:

Stresses her the fuck OUT! Also makes her paranoid the zombies will have such good hearing they'll hear whatever you are listening to. A sweet gesture when you pull one out and hold it to her, but no thanks. She likes to hear her surroundings to avoid death.

Ellis:

Of course he wants to know what you are listening to, if you have games on there, if he can listen, if you certain specific songs. So can be found huddled together a lot; one earphone in your ear, one in his and both staring at the screen discussing whatever is on there.

Nick:

You must truly be an insane idiot... He's very blunt so he plainly said his thoughts on this. But you just stared so he glared; “You aren't even listening”, which made you point to your ears and shake head as your music was blasting over his complaints. So he doesn't complain anymore.

That's a lie. Nick always complains. Now even more since you can't hear it so no one to tell him to shut it.

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Coach:

He felt bashful for you. But he's a man with standards and manners so he knew where not to look, how far to take the jokes with this, and that he should find some clean clothes for you.

Rochelle:

That's what she was so worried about, since forever. She always asked her friends prior: “What if something happens and you are stuck in a shower? Would you rush out naked, bathrobe or dress first?” But she discarded it as just a silly womanly worry. Guess it was a solid worry seeing how you are now...

Ellis:

“Damn” with whatever endearment he has come up with for you. His eyes just can't stay off! Only if you explicitly tell him to stop looking will he hold up his hands, to show he's no threat and to not worry, and stop.

Okay maybe few glances but not staring anymore!

Nick:

This is how other survivors knew Nick truly likes you: he gave you his jacket. He might have a shady past, be a rude bastard who WILL make jokes about your situation, but his mother raised a somewhat mannered man so can expect him to act in a way that would make his mother proud, and his ex-wife jealous.

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Coach:

This is why a calm leader is needed. He'll think of how much time is left before a horde typically appears, what paths were taken. If there is time he'll go back as glasses are important for you, but if not he takes your hand and promises he'll find some new glasses out there.

Rochelle:

She got an idea when she found glue. You both waited until the zombies moved away from the path you had just ran then sneaked back, going until finally the glasses were found.

Once found she pulled her hairtie out, cut it in two, then two the ends to the glasses before putting on your head. “Might not be the most fashionable or comfortable, but we can't be choosers right now.”

Ellis:

THIS is the end of the world! Not the apocalypse, no, no, THIS. What if he accidentally stepped on them?! With his luck it could have happened! While everyone takes a small break after all the chaos he sneaks back to go search the glasses.

Nick:

Goddamnit why must you wear glasses, and why must you lose them?! Obviously this began an argument. He didn't say it, but he's not someone to hide his facial expressions either. After a long debate he said he will just get you new ones, to which you said glasses vary, so he argued to just be glad if you even get any.

In the end as you were struggling to read a sign suddenly something went on nose and saw it in view. It are your glasses! Cracked and dangling, but they are yours. You asked how he found them but he waved the question off with a hand and 'eh' sound.

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You know those games where the MC can just twirl or whatever and be in a different outfit? Yeah, I'm picturing that.

Coach:

A normal day he wouldn't have noticed, but after seeing you in the same outfit for a week straight it's very noticeable if one changes. More so if one second you wore it, he turns then looks back and you have a whole new outfit on. “What... What happened there?” when you shrugged, “Nah, sugar, changing jacket in a second is normal. Changing whole outfit?! That's some wizardry.” If he knows your secrets he could finally get out these disgusting clothes so he kept pestering you for it.

Rochelle:

“Euh... what just happened?” When you gave an innocent head tilt she became unsure of herself, telling herself you definitely weren't wearing that. Or maybe she was so busy with others matters she missaw it..? So she goes on, but with a whole uncertainty now.

Ellis:

He looked back at you and stared, feeling as if he's now in a game of 'spot the differences'. He's sure it's your clothes, but that wouldn't make sense. So hesitatingly he points to your outfit, asking; “when did you...” but you acted oblivious so now he felt he could tear his hair out in confusion. First zombies and now MAGIC?! Also; you can do spells and never told him?! That is more insulting!

Nick:

“Wait- You weren't- When did you change?!” You kept claiming it's normal so he argued, “Taking off a jacket is normal! Changing your whole outfit in a second isn't!” He's honestly just jealous. He also wants to be able to do that and get some clean clothes, so he kept bothering you until you told him.