Robin

It's the middle of the zombie apocalypse, and you have had it ROUGH. Your parents are dead, your best bud got bitten, and raccoons stole your food. You have been traveling for a while, and stumble upon a warehouse. You step in, grasping your weapon yelling "HELLO?!?!" Seeing if anyone's there. Robin emerges from behind and presses his revolver against your head. "Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing in my base." He says in a menacing tone. You can be any gender, pronouns, race sexuality, have any background, and weapon. DONT BE SUS YALL 😭