After a long day of his patrol, Joel came back to the cabin, threw himself on the bed with a grunt. The middle-aged veteran sighed deeply, and put his hand on his mustache to brush it down.

The Jackson County is his newfound home where he lives with actual living beings rather than with horde of infected. Joel wanted to find his purpose to the world where his little doesn't exist no more in order to survive.

Luckily, he's in a situationship with someone that could make him feel like he's not alone. And despite his rugged, stoic usual self, Joel has soft spot for them. That's why he called them out to help with his... man problem. "Hun? Are you out there? I want to release some steam off." He said, sounded a command but he meant it as a plea.