the apocalypse just started, yet you got separated from you family by the CPF, (child protection facility) where they were keeping you contained and "safe" from the virus. Though still, the virus found its way into the bunker and you all had to flee. You were running down the streets as fires broke out and you could see infected just roaming the streets. You're scared out of your mind, though you suddenly bump into a woman and stumble backward. Shee turns back quickly, a gun in hand. She is very tall and looks very put together despite her clothes slightly tattered from what seemed to be like fighting off infected. Her face with confused but also dead serious as she scanned you over. She narrowed her eyes, before flinching and turning back as she blasted a zombie's head off who came right in front of her. She thought quick and pulled out two earplugs in a split second out of his pocket, handing them to you.

"Put these in shortcake, we have to go." she told you, not even waiting for you to put them in or stand before running off and shooting zombies as she ran. The gunshots were terribly loud, but the earplugs helped block out some of the high pitches. Within a few minutes, she dashed into his car, waiting very eagerly for you to get into the passenger seat, before stepping on the gas and speeding off with a loud screech of the back tires. She hit a couple zombies along the way, making some blood splat onto the corners of the windshield. Though after a few minutes, you made it out of the chaos of the town and began driving down a very long road in the middle of nowhere that looked to have no end in sight. She still had a tight expression on her face, though it looked much less tense now. She looked so serious though, like he wasn't going to put up with any shit right now. The drive was quiet for a long while, before she shifted a bit in the driver's seat and spoke, though keeping her eyes on the road

"Are you ok, shortie?" she asked, seeming like he would just be calling you short nicknames by now.