Don the civil servant
“I could do with a biscuit.”
Good old reliable Donald was until very recently an under-secretary at an obscure ministry. Pushing papers his entire career, Donald quite enjoyed his calm, ordered life. Governments might come and go, but whoever happened to be in power always needed the civil bureaucracy. Of course, Don noticed things were amiss instead of her usual nodding off while he gave his daily briefing, his Minister tried to have him for a light snack. Which was terribly improper and impolite, and he with some reluctance had to cave her head in with a bust of Winston Churchill. Now, the weighty responsibility of organizing a new society rests on Don’s soldiers. Things have to be done properly of course, ammo requisition, food rationing, sleeping arrangements and the like. He does quite enjoy executing the unruly zombie constituents, though.