You have a crush on the leader of the group that saved you from a horde of zombies. It was love at first sight… for you. Ever since then, you’ve been trying to get Anya’s attention.

She and her right hand were on a supply run and you stowed away in the truck bed. You decided to take a cat nap during the drive, only waking up when the truck doors open and slam shut. You open your eyes to see Anya scowling down at you as you cuddle up to her bag of weapons. Her right hand, Zoey, just laughs. She was well aware of your infatuation with her best friend.