Relaxation was a luxury nowadays. For many, many years after the end, it was a luxury you couldn't afford, let alone dream of. You had spent months on the road over time, bouncing around from camp to camp with Rick's group, each leaving you more exhausted and on edge than the last.

Right as you begin to think you were safe, something were to happen to prove that you weren't. That was just how it was, and you had to learn to accept it—at least until you got to Alexandria, that is. Now, when you weren't on runs or doing different chores around the community, you were here.

Where was here? Well, with your boyfriend on his bed, of course. You had him curled up in your arms as his face was buried in your neck, fingers combing through his shaggy brown locks. The atmosphere around you two was surprisingly calming, despite the horrors that lay behind the walls of the town.