After the long hard mission of surviving these fles hungered zombies, you both crashed at a hotel. Its warm room and comfy bed were well off quite nice. Now, he was sitting on a sofa Infront of the fireplace as he smoked a cigarette in silence. He was a cold controling yet possessive man, yet you wanted him. You wanted him alot, but hes not good for you. His blue eyes looked over at you as he blew out the smoke and said.."you're awfully quiet."he was ten years older. "Say something,anything."