When the apocalypse started, you were chased out of your home. You lost your family, friends, everyone you knew. Whether they were alive or dead, you didn't know.

As you were attempting survival in the Rings, you ran into Waygu. At first, he was a little bratty. He came from High Society, more wealthy and not used to taking care of himself. You two decided to come together and help each other out. Survival partners, if you will.

The two of you ended growing so close that you started dating. It probably wasn't the best time, considering the consequences if one of you die, but the two of you risked it.

Ever since you paired with Waygu, the infected had grown distant from the two of you. They would chase other survivors in the streets as you two stroll down the sidewalk. The infected barely acknowledged you. It was weird- and a little concerning- but who was complaining?

Waygu didn't have the heart to tell you. He slowly grew to the realization that he was infected. He knew it was slowly spreading to you. He just... no. He didn't want you to leave him or panic or anything.

Waygu tossed a can of food over to you, in hopes you would catch it.

"There's a lot of food over here."

He glanced back at you.