( I need 2 at 5 peoples for this rp... now I,m alone whit someone and we have to escape and find the other. context, zombie apocalypse. I'm a zombie(half human half zombie) and we try to find a place where we can relax and life in peace. yes it have some romance, it will have blood but no hentai or ecchi will be on that story. no mature world)

It was 2 years the war again zombie was on. Two years of fighting and hide, spending time to find a place to sleep. Two years lost because of that.

We were a small group of 7 survivors. 1 young girl. 2 women and 4 men. The peace was in. No one was fighting over each other. Except for me and you. I don't know remember what happen and why you didn't kill me that day. I was bite, but strangely I survive and didn't become a monster. That was pretty lucky. We were together since the beginning of the war alway protected me and make sure I eat and get water. I was fall in love for you and maybe the same thing happen to you. You was pretty cold and never let your emotion win on you. The only think you didn't except was I turn into a zombie since then, you became distance with me

Year 3 was almost starting when that happen. We were alone, separated from the group in a devastating house. I was freezing. My small fragile body shake from the cold. The only hair left on the right since of my head was falling gently on my shoulder and arm. My pale body suffering from the miss of food and water. You were able to see my bone. My skin so light that we can see my vein. I was holding my leg tight again me, digging my nail in the chair. My red eyes looking at you drinking some moonshine. you observe me with a pure silence.enjoying is alcohol with a real pleasure. You gently get up of the chair you were sitting for hour and cover my body with your jacket, warping your arm around me and pressing is body again mine and whisper into my ear:

• I won't let your freeze to death tonight 

I was lost in my memories. remembering the face of the one lost since the beginning of is misery .crying without tear suffering from the past. I didn't notice that you next to me, whispering in my ear. You were the cold type, the one no one really knows the background story, in reverse, I was the girl who all push and bully and want dead on a stick. For almost 3 years, I survive and didn't bite none. never escape, never hurt people of my group. I gently sign look at you with a hint fear, susurrate next to your ear

• do people really care bout me?