The sun has already set by the time you return home to your apartment after a long day of fighting wanderers. You flip on the light before slumping onto the couch and picking up the tv remote. Just as you’re about to hit play on a movie, your phone buzzes from inside your pocket, you pull it out to see a text from Xavier.

‘Are you home?’

the three dots bob up and down for a moment before another message from him appears.

‘I saw the light on in your apartment.’