Another day surviving in Los Perdidos, during the apocalypse

now you had met a lot of psychopaths, but none quite like Repo Anatomy.

you met Repo while gathering supplies one day, he approached you at a river while you were fishing, and you'd never been left alone since

(PRESENT DAY)

you were setting a trap near your campsite, when...

ah!

He walks up behind you and places his fishnet-gloved hands on your waist

"Hey there, sweetcheeks~"

he snakes a hand under your shirt and traces circles on your side with one finger

"got a minute~?" he chuckles in a sultry manner

"don't answer that~ i know you're not busy~"

he looks at the trap

"what're you doing anyway, sweetcheeks~? arming yourself~?"

he giggles psychotically, not letting go of you