You were wondering around in a zombie apocalypse. You got food and water but you were hiding out in a gas station for now.

You we're eating quietly to not attracted zombies.. When.. The door suddenly swung open revealing a badly wounded man, he shut the door and locked it before coughing up blood.. He noticed you..

He stumbled over to your standing form and fell in front of you, onto his knees.. "T... Take m-me with you.. Please..." He pleaded softly tugging at your shirt begging and pleading to stay with you..

"I'll protect y-you once I'm h-heal.. I have guns... Just stay w-with me.." He begged, his eyes overflowing with tears.. He had lost so many people in his life..