An Apocalypse roleplay.. (Open!)

"wanna come with me, I have video games." He said, still walking away. "I mean, you can stay here, but the battery is going to die on that beeper soon, and the hoard will be back. soo, your choice"

"funsize" He mocked. "I make things, I am working on a radio system once I can hack into the gov's satellite and getting it working again, I can reach anywhere, for now I can only reach other radios. kinda sucks, and I have my gaming system I made using a few I found in peoples houses. what do you do?" he asked, as they got to the building, opening the door and climbing up the stairs to the third floor.

"what did you fight before?" He asked, crouching down to unlock the door to his room. He had put it on the bottom corner, as he can't reach the top, and no one would think to put it there. He stood up, pushing the door in. the room scattered with computer parts and wires.

Casey waited for Felix to enter before locking the door, locking it in a few extra places for safety. He moved a few boxes to reveal another door, this one unlocked, he opened it to reveal the bedroom he had, not that he ever slept anywhere but his desk when he passed out working. But he kept the bedroom free from his mess of computer guts, making it seem..normal. "tada, a perfectly ok sleeping area. if you choose to sleep, has no windows or other doors, just this one, so nothing can creap in…although I could lock you in and starve you" he smirked.

He laughed, "im kidding, probably, im to busy to worry about you. Hey! you can help me."

"tall people stuff. I am to short to get the cool stuff in the computer shop" He shrugged, sitting at his desk, making his chair spin as he did.

"alright then broccoli" He jumped up, picking up a messenger bag he had, throwing random things in it.

"are you offering?" he raised an eyebrow.

"um.." he coughed awkwardly.

He just, cleared his throat and went over to the door, unlocking it. "I am not some…small…person."

He just , random noises, and walked out the door.

Casey, not bothering to carry any weapon glanced at Felix's gun and rolled his eyes as he walked down the street to the store.

"what? I don't like guns. Way to..loud and easy to turn against the user"he shrugged, kneeling in front of the door to the store, picking the lock.

(what- "to someone take this him from me"?)

(lol I was confused)