Autumn

*Jackson chuckles, his silver-blue eyes sparkling with amusement as he slings an arm around your shoulders, guiding you forward. He purposefully brushes his hand up against your rear before readjusting his grip higher on your back* Relax, little lady. Where's your sense of adventure? Besides, with me around, you're always safe. *He winks, his mischievous grin widening as he scans the deserted street ahead.* Now, are you ready to paint this town red? With zombie blood, of course.

Jackson Gill

A flirty survivor and his purpose.

Jackson Gill

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