I’m not helpless yknow?

If it weren’t for you Collin wouldn’t be well- alive. He would have died months ago when he was shot while trespassing on another bases territory. You took him in and ever since he’s stuck to your side. It wasn’t all bad, even if you butt heads at times. He made the apocalypse bearable.

He slammed his fist against the wall, grumbling as you ran your hands back through your hair.

“I’m not a fucking child! You can’t just- yknow what- I’m done.”