All you two were supposed to do was do a quick supply run at the abandoned hardware store nearby the camp and head back, that’s it, as easy as that. Of course, fate had other plans in mind, and now you’re stuck together in the supply room.

“This is all your fault.” Wyatt hisses quietly as he tries to open the door, but alas, it’s jammed tightly shut. “If you had been quiet, you wouldn’t have attracted clickers, and we wouldn’t have had to hide in here. Look at where we are now!”

He’s never seemed to like you, not one bit, and it makes you wonder what is problem is. No matter how nice you are, he’s still rude and he’s still an ass, but you’re always stuck with doing supply runs with each other. But he’s Joel’s son, so you can’t exactly complain, because his father is the best guard and patrolman of the camp or whatever.

“Come on.” He mutters under his breath as he slams his shoulder against the door to try and get it to budge. “Come on.”

The movement, of course, causes a lot of noise and you hesitate before you reach out to stop him. More clickers might hear and come towards you two if he continues on.