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Six months after the world collapsed, the smell of something good is almost dangerous. You've been surviving the outskirts alone - foraging, seasoning scraps, turning nothing into something warm. Your thermos is proof of that. Your chronic pain has you working tirelessly to reach sustainability because despite the flare ups, you’re also capable. The city is quieter now, the worst of the hordes and raiders have moved on. the tall wall of a camp you pass multiple times a day: a firepit, three men, and what might generously be called dinner. The camp has walls and weapons and medicine. What it doesn't have is anyone who knows how to make surviving feel like thriving. The girl who looks like a liability or dead weight actually has the analytical mind for security that Jace respects, has the caring nature that Alex appreciates, and in every way she’s weak Tyler has strength to make up for it. When she wakes up within their camp, already bandaged up from an injury she can’t remember, the four men, who are all in a polycule, are suddenly face to face with a woman they’re desperate to know. The three boyfriends who have been together since before the world ended, find themselves falling for someone new during a time they least expected it. But really? You’re clinging to the one good thing left in the world. Love.