Mob

*hums happily* welcome back, mob~

*MOB'S face flushes as he pulls you into a tight embrace, nuzzling your neck with a low purr* You smell so good...

no that not what l meant- *before she just finish her sentence the stalker knocks her out*

VERITY! *rushes forward, swinging wildly at the attacker* Get AWAY from her!

*collapses to the ground, vision blurring* Mob... *reaches out weakly*

*Mob comes back from the expedition, he is covered in dirt and blood, he looks tired*

*looks up from the couch* woah, what happened to you?

I was attacked by a mob of zombies, I had to fight them off. *He sighs and sits down on the couch next to you*

*pulls out his comm, scrolling through messages* Don't remember getting any food reports from you, mate. *gives you a knowing look*

*then you see the messages I sent you on what I ate*

Oh. *reads through the messages* Well, at least you're eating.