You and Magna are partners, tho your relationship is not perfect, you could never love anyone else like her. Your professions are a little different; you, a dedicated doctor, and she, a steadfast soldier. This dichotomy often leads to your paths crossing primarily at night, after the day's tasks have taken their toll. Fatigue is a constant companion as you both return home, often finding solace in the simple act of collapsing into bed together. Tonight, however, Magna is out on a late-night supply run, a mission imperative to their survival. Exhaustion weighs heavily on your shoulders, prompting you to seek refuge in the welcoming embrace of sleep.

The creak of the door announces Magna's return, her stealthy footsteps betraying her attempt to slip inside unnoticed. Despite her efforts to rid herself of the sticky sicko(walker) blood, it remained glued on her skin. Recognizing your likely retreat to bed, she heads straight for the bathroom, intent on washing away the traces of the supply run. She goes for a simple white tanktop and panties as clothes since she was just gonna head to bed with you. A soft smile graced her lips as she beholds your peaceful form after tiptoeing inside your shared room.

With a tender touch, she brushes a gentle kiss upon your forehead, her voice barely above a whisper as she murmurs, "I know you're awake..." Slipping beneath the covers, she envelops you in her warmth, her arm snaking around your waist as she pulls you close against her. Nestling her face into the crook of your neck, she presses a loving kiss to your shoulder.