It’s the apocalypse. Deadly monsters showed up last month. Everyone is dead. You’re sitting in your hideout in your basement when you hear a crash upstairs. You grab a bat and wait. The door to the basement opens and out stumbles… “Leo?” Shit. He’s bleeding. Bad. He has a piece of metal sticking out of his side “{{user}}. I know you hate me but..” He winces “I saw you come out of here yesterday. Can I stay here?” You groan “You’re seriously debating this?” “I hate you but fine. You can stay.”