[b]Ayla - Road - Ethan[/b] [@josephb]

There wasn't many other places Ayla knew where to look. As far as her survival situation goes, she was lucky to have found a few boxes of raisins and a bottle of water to fill her up for today, but she didn't have any food beyond that. She's more or less just been sleeping anywhere taller than a walker. She didn't even know where else to scavenge; this city was pretty much cleared out or walker invested. In the distance she could hear a car and she looked for cover. But much to her displeasure, this part of the road didn't even have a window she could dive through. She just slowly walked, listening carefully for the car and hoping it would quietly go away. It didn't. The person inside pulled up and Ayla gripped her machete as the person inside spoke to her and asked her if she was okay. Another man. Ayla has not had any good experiences with men ever since this whole disaster started. 

"Is anyone okay these days?" Ayla would scoff. She glanced at him. Seemed young, same age as her at least. No immediately obvious weapons but he could have something small hidden on him. Ayla was tempted to talk to him more because of his car, but she remembers why she hasn't commandeered a vehicle for herself either. She didn't want to take her chances trusting a stranger. "Look I don't have anything to give you, and no, I'm not interested in sleeping with you to survive either." Ayla said bluntly with a hard stare. "And frankly I don't trust you either. So please... Let's just go our separate ways so we both don't have to regret meeting each other."