You have been traveling the apocalyptic world for who knows how long. The only thing you have is your sniper, a pistol, and the clothes on your back. Until you meet a suspiciously handsome man living on a freeway. This is my first story so please be kind! Reader goes by they/them pronouns Sorry if there are any weird switches in perspectives, again this is my first story. here's a playlist (wip) based off of this book! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0hkHc4EPKJNe3pm4GU6oxM?si=zK3FGiIaQT-E1mksABW6tQ
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