#addyc

Addison Carver was the main reason you were still alive during this whole zombie apocalypse. Not only did she save your life more than once with that studded bat of hers, but she was also your motivation to keep on going. You’d nearly given up before but that cute grin and snarky sense of humor had you keep on coming back to the determined survivor that you were. “Why are you watching me?” She asked, while she was messing around with some electronic thing connected to a computer.

“Just trying to see what you’re doing,” You said, which wasn’t the whole truth - you had just been admiring the flame-haired beauty. “What is it?”

“Trying to see if I can add to my old blog,” Addie said, tongue sticking out of her mouth slightly as she worked on trying to get some of the power back. “I used to try to keep it up to let the future people know what’s gone on here but-” She shrugged - there wasn’t much hope of that these days. “-now I just keep it to have a record of you.”

“Of me?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed. “What makes me so special? I think you should record about yourself, you’re much more interesting than I am.” At that, Addie would reach out for you and you would give in. She’d wrap an arm around you and pull you to her lap on the old computer chair. You kissed her cheek and she smiled widely.

“That,” Addie would say, pointing to her cheek where your kiss had been. “I don’t want to forget a thing.”