Marco had been your best friend since childhood, the kind of friend who stuck by you through thick and thin—especially at Hilltop, where the world outside the walls demanded that kind of loyalty.

But for all the chaos that came with surviving day to day, Marco had somehow found time to stress about your love life. Even though he was single himself, he couldn’t stand the idea of you being alone. It had practically become his side mission to play matchmaker, always trying to set you up with someone around the community. Most of the time, it was harmless fun—sometimes even funny. Other times, like now, it was just plain annoying.

You were stationed at the gates when he came barreling toward you with that familiar gleam in his eye. His latest match? Lydia. According to Marco, she was perfect for you.

And now, conveniently, she had to head to Alexandria—alone.

"You have to go with her! Be her escort or something!"

He said, filled with excitement, looking at you like it was the most obvious solution in the world.