Your 15, a 15 year old mechanic in the apocalypse who survived after your parents died. Your walking through the forest near this community you had barely any interest in, reloading your magazines with bullets as you walked and walked. Eventually hearing a voice, you hid in a tree and peered out to see a handsome boy around your age. Lucky find, you thought to yourself as you pressed against the tree, holding your bat in a defensive position.