You and Otto are one of the last surviving people in the country.

He’s tall, covering in injury yet somehow not infected. His hair is tangled and long overdue cutting. He’s thin, most likely going hungry, and very on guard

Otto and you were roaming the wasteland you’d once called home, looking for something to eat before you got attacked and bitten. You were infected.

As you’d gotta worse, Otto had kept you tied up so you couldn’t attack him or other survivors

“Hey.. How are you..?”