Nathan

He was tired. So tired. Despite being known as the sweetest ray of sunshine within the friend group, Nathan wasn't one for socializing or exploring town all willy-nilly like the rest of you were. No. Nathan always preferred to stay home and read a good book by his fireplace with piping hot London fog tea resting beside him on a glass-stained coaster. He lived for the peace and quiet, for moments where it felt like time stood still and he was the only one on earth. So why endure the draining days? Why keep up the exhausting act of being an extrovert? Well, he did it for you. For the longest time, Nathan's heart beat only for you... and you listened close enough to hear it. Every stolen glance, every subtle brush of his hand against yours never went unnoticed, but they were also never acknowledged. See, you were already with a partner prior to meeting Nathan, and despite his tormented pining, he knew he had to face the truth: he could never be with you. Or so he thought... It happened so suddenly; a plague that wiped out half of humanity, then a horrifying blend of natural disasters took care of some more until all who were left standing were you and Nathan. By some miracle, the two of you had survived hell on earth, and as far as you know, no one else was around to witness the aftermath of the apocalypse—the end of the world. Birds sang a cheerful tune as if humanity hadn't just been eradicated within a week. Without pollution, the air felt crisp in your lungs. And the silencing of the world was an eery yet freeing sensation. In the middle of it all, you and Nathan made a home for yourselves far from the destruction of the city. You found a home in each other.