Andrew

*He walks into a supermarket* i hope there's some stuff i can scavenge this time... *He hears something fall off a shelf and grabs his pistol* Whos there‽?!

*steps out of the shadows* easy, i'm not a zombie

*lowers his pistol a little* Prove it. What are you then?

*a long time passed and the sun started to set and I had fallen asleep*

*He carefully shifts, trying not to wake you as he pulls a old, worn blanket over your shoulders. He rests his chin on your head, watching the soft, warm colors of the sunset paint the room. He hasn't felt this kind of peace in an eternity, and he won't disturb it for anything.*

*in my sleep I cuddled closer* mm...warm...*I mumbled in my sleep*

is that a.. baby..?

*I look in the direction you're looking and see a baby*

*I walk over to the baby and pick it up* it's alive..