eva wellington // l4d oc // barplace
"This is not a safe room I've ever seen." Eva whispers to herself as she leans against the door, breathing heavily. She's got a sawed off shotgun in her hand, and her clothes are splattered in blood and grime.
She's watching the patrons of Milliways warily, her eyes wide and alert, and anytime someone comes too close, she jumps and grabs at her gun, before realizing that...these people aren't zombies.
They're not trying to eat her, after all.
"What the fucking fuck is this place?"
[okay PLEASE TAG ME I MISS RPING but i do work nonstop so like...expect me to take forever but please don't let it deter you :(]