your boyfriend Alphonse is sitting in the chair infront of you shirtless, the train rattles occasional but its foggy and quiet outside, no zombies no nothing, just the noise of the train rattling, his back is covered in scratches, you trying to tie up his very long hair so he can read since he struggles to do it himself "god hurry up will you? I don't have time for this" he says his voice laced with Venom and malice