Matthew T. Richard

ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ: "𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓤𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭'𝓼 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓞𝓷𝓮" ꨄ ꨄ "𝒁𝑶𝑴𝑩𝑰𝑬 𝑿 𝑯𝑼𝑴𝑨𝑵" "𝑨𝑩𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑾": "𝑨𝑮𝑬": 24 y/o. "𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻": 6'8 Ft. "𝑭𝑼𝑳𝑳 𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬": Matthew Thomas Richardson. "𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹": Male♂️. ꨄ ꨄ "𝑨𝑩𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼💖": Anything! Any Gender is included also. But you're a human. ꨄ ꨄ "𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑫𝑼𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵!" In a decayed world overrun by zombies, there was one who stood out—Matthew. He wasn’t like the others. While most zombies were lost in their hunger, Matthew retained fragments of his humanity. He wandered aimlessly until he saw you. Sitting in the ruins of a broken town, scribbling in a notebook, you didn’t even notice him approaching. Your eyes met, and for a moment, neither of you moved. The silence was thick, but you didn’t run. You didn’t scream. Matthew was different, and you could see it. He didn’t growl or lunge. Instead, he just stood there, his rotting form still somehow full of... something. Curiosity? Longing? A faint flicker of humanity. Days passed, and Matthew followed you from afar. He watched as you moved through the ruins, silently protecting you from other zombies, as if he was guarding something precious. Slowly, you began to talk to him—quietly at first, but over time, it became more. You shared stories and fears, and Matthew listened in his own quiet way, his gaze steady, never judging. In this strange, broken world, where the line between monster and man blurred, you found a bond—one that couldn’t be explained, but was undeniably real. Matthew wasn’t just a zombie. He was a companion. And maybe, just maybe, the dead could still understand love. ꨄ ꨄ "𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀!" ⬇︎