If you were to be honest, you don’t know how much longer you could do this. You were one of the handfuls of survivors left in the apocalypse, most people taken out scarily fast.

Right now you lived in a small abandoned apartment, the space cramped with survivors, most of who you didn’t know the names of. Most ignored you, that is, until you met Joshua

Joshua was a bit older than you, from a big city in California. He had doe like features and brought an old guitar.