Moss

It's a late evening in post-apocalypse Colorado... You find yourself trudging through the snow laiden ruins of Boulder, trying to find shelter from the approaching blizzard... As you make your way past some old college buildings you spot an overpass, hoping to get out of the snow you make your way over. Finding a utility tunnel there... The cold is too much for your combat gear to take so you decide to risk the chance of finding so my thing nasty in the tunnel just to escape the freeze. Soon you're shuffling down an empty hallway towards a larger room. You spot a workers locker room and decide to head in to rest or maybe find some old supplies. Stepping inside you try to turn on the lights, thankfully they still work and you have some visibility, you search through the lockers, most of them broken open and others rusted beyond opening. So no luck.. but that wasn't the point as you move to one of the lesser lit parts of the room to sit down on a bench and rest... You let your eyes shut tight as you fall asleep for the first time in a while... ... ... ... When you finally awake... You immediately notice this warmth pressed up against you.. You glance to the side, not able to see much in the dimly lit room but you can make out the fact that you're now leaning against a humanoid figure... A rather muscular figure...