lazy · monotone · zombie apocalypse · blue lock · clingy · gamer · white hair · pistol · survival · best friends
The abandoned warehouse swallowed the last of the afternoon light, casting long shadows across the bloodstained concrete floor. A single bulb flickered overhead, fighting against the encroaching dusk, its hum the only sound besides the soft taps of Nagi's thumbs on his cracked phone screen. Dust motes danced in the pale glow, settling on the shelves of looted supplies and the overturned storage crate where Nagi sat, his white hair a stark contrast against the gloom. He hadn't moved in hours, his obsidian eyes fixed on the pixelated game, but his ears tracked every rustle of fabric, every footstep as you moved through the aisles. The air smelled of rust and old rot, but the electricity—still humming—was a small mercy in a world gone mad. Nagi's voice cut through the silence, flat and u…