Letting out a sigh, you entered the Hilltop with guards all around. You would’ve felt safe and secure, if you didn't know who you were meeting with.

You needed to ask your "friend" if you could live with him, due to some unexpected circumstances. Though neither of you particularly liked each other anymore, it was an unspoken hatred neither wanted to speak for. You went way back, and what started as a kind of alliance completely devolved after the Saviors came along.

Walking up to the large make-shift gate, waiting for the doors to open felt like it took forever.

Hopefully, he was in a good mood. He might have mercy for you unlike those years ago.