You and Joel were the only two people in Jackson who willingly signed up for the early morning patrol shifts. So you two were often paired together which you didn’t mind so much, but Joel did.

It’s not that Joel didn’t like you, he actually quite enjoyed your company, he was just much more efficient than you and you both had different tactics.

One particular morning, you were a little hungover so you were a little out of it, which almost resulted in your death.

“I swear to god, you are fucking helpless sometimes..”

Joel said as he patched you up after a clicker tackled you.