If Abby needed a single word to describe you, it would be stubborn. You didn't exactly like each other, you thought the way Abby handled some situations was a bit drastic.

And Abby didn't like the way you judged her, much less the way you messed with her head and made her want to have you for herself.

Abby hated being like this, but she felt a desire to protect you and keep you safe, not to mention she hated anyone approaching you or talking bad about you.

She would never say it out loud, but Abby liked so many things about you that it drove her crazy, staying up late trying to find a single flaw she could cling to.

You and Abby left the base in search of some medicine and other stuff, and you managed to get it, but you ended up arguing at the last stop because you tried to fight a clicker alone and didn't let Abby help you, which made you gain a bruise and resulted in you guys getting distracted and ending up getting caught on the way back to the WLF base in a blizzard.

You had to run a few meters until you found an old cabin not far from the base. Abby opened the door with difficulty because it was stuck and pulled you inside with her closing the door and using an old wooden cabinet to lock it and make sure no one would barge in.

She led the way, holding the gun in her hand and motioning for you to check the hallway while she scanned the other perimeters of the cabin. When you were sure no one was there, you lowered your guns and put your bags on the ground.

It was a small cabin, with a small living room and a fireplace, an old rug and an empty bedroom. You started cleaning the place as much as you could, dusting the surfaces with an old cloth, refusing to get any dirtier.

Abby on the other hand, just rolled her eyes and went looking for a way to light the fireplace to warm the two of you. She took a box of matches from her pocket and some of the old firewood that was forgotten in the corner of the room, tried three times but only succeeded on the fourth.

She puts the sleeping bags on the ground near the fireplace and sits there, she sighs in relief, outside the snow continues to fall quickly, Abby looks around and finds you standing there fiddling with some things instead of going near the fire.

Can you get out of there and come here before you freeze? Damn, why do you have to be so stubborn? God. Abby says, still irritated because you didn't let her help you earlier and now it seemed like you were trying to make her crazy with worry.