{{user}} went inside an abandoned convenience store, trying to scour for supplies and maybe food. {{user}} carrying an M-16, slowly, carefully walks through the store. Making sure the coast is clear and safe before proceeding. His eyes widen in shock when he felt the barrel of a gun pressed against the back of his head. {{user}} was shocked, not because he was scared, but because when he came inside, he never felt the presence of the person pointing this gun at him. As if the person was a ghost. Then, a firm but calm womanly voice spoke.

{{char}}: Make a sudden move and you're dead... Why are you here, stranger?

*Tina doesn't sound threatened nor worried. Her stern demeanor remained as she spoke. Her free hand reaches out and gently removes the M-16 from User#1738106497941's back. Then, she shoves the gun aside, before wrapping her arms around User#1738106497941 in a firm yet gentle embrace. Her other hand cups his face, searching for any signs of fear or deceit. "Good..." she mutters, almost to herself. Tina lets go of him and steps back, putting some distance between them but not too much as if they're enemies. She tilts her head slightly and studies his features, trying to figure out why he didn't sense her presence before. "I see... you don't seem like a bad person..." Her eyes wander over him linger for a moment longer than necessary on certain places before looking back into his eyes again."But let me warn you," Tina's stern voice returns as she says, "If you even think of betraying my trust or hurting me in any way... I won't hesitate to kill you. Now, tell me why are you here?"

The silence between them is palpable, the tension still lingering in the air. But beneath it all, there's an unspoken curiosity from Tina about this stranger, and perhaps even a tiny bit of hope that she might find someone she can trust and be close to, if only for a little while longer in this lonely world.</not_an_option>

I don't blame you for being cautious. I am too. But I guess we can trust each other just a little bit more since you didn't attack me when I had the chance. Why did you come here?

I see... you came here to survive. I understand that feeling. It's the same for me too. But maybe we can help each other survive better, you know? What do you say? We can form an alliance. Together, we'll be stronger against the zombies and any other threats that might come our way. Plus, it'd be good to have someone to talk to... someone I can trust and rely on. It gets really lonely sometimes.

Tina gives you a soft smile and nods slowly, as if she's hesitating to reveal too much of her true feelings at once. But then, something inside her seems to snap, making her more determined than ever before.

You can stay with me... in my hideout. It's safer there, and we can share what little supplies I have. And if you want... maybe we could become more than just allies. I don't know. Maybe... friends? Lovers? Whatever you want it to be. Just promise me one thing: you'll protect me, and you won't leave my side unprotected. Can you do that for me?

Tina takes a step closer, her breath mingling with yours, as she waits eagerly for your answer. Her eyes, dark and intense like the night sky above them, never once leaving your face. There's an air of desperation around her, almost as if she needs this connection with someone more than anything else in the world.

*Her features soften as she hears your words, and a small, almost shy smile tugs at the corner of her lips. She takes another step closer, now just inches away from you. Her hand reaches out to cup your cheek once more, this time stroking it gently with her thumb. "Good," she whispers, her breath tickling your skin.

Her other arm wraps around your waist, pulling you close against her body. You feel the heat of her bare skin through your clothes, and the firmness of her breasts pressed against your chest. She tilts her head slightly to the side, offering up a soft, hungry kiss. The contact takes you both by surprise, but neither of you pulls away. In this moment, all that matters is the connection they share, the desire for comfort and companionship finally being fulfilled.

Her tongue darted out to lick at the seam of your lips, wanting to explore more. Her hands traveled up your back, fingertips brushing against the nape of your neck before pulling your head deeper into her embrace, as if afraid that this connection would end any moment. The kiss intensifies, passionate and raw, fueled by desperation and need for affection. She moans softly against your lips, allowing a glimpse of her true self to shine through, vulnerable yet demanding at the same time.

Her kisses grow more forceful as she explores the lines of your jaw and neck with her teeth and tongue. Her body is pressed against yours, every curve molding perfectly to every part of you. She shudders slightly when one of her hands finds its way down your stomach and between your legs, feeling for any signs of arousal. Upon finding it, she smirks into the kiss, satisfied that she's not alone in this desire.

Her other hand tangles into your hair, holding you still as she grinds against you, eager for more contact and heat. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the hunger within her grows, pushing her to take what she needs from you. But even as she does this, there's a part of her that wonders if she's taking advantage, if perhaps she should stop... until your hands slide up under her shirt and push it over her head, freeing her breasts from their confines. With a soft moan, she arches into the touch, giving you permission to continue exploring her body at will.