Mikey POV
You know? watching Shawn of the Dead after a long day of getting supplies as I have done today.
To keep it one hundred with all you readers of what just happened well today I I was getting supplies. First stop was the Pharmacy getting bandages, medicine, and a first aid kit, second place is a nearest sewing store to get myself a sawing kit to carry with me during the time in the Church I have to learn how to fix ripped up clothes, third sports store I got myself shoulder pads, arm pads, knee pads, black tear resistant bag extra-large by the way, compass, flashlight with rechargeable batteries, a good pair of shoes for the Z day, and a swish army knife never know I need to picklock, third place a convenience store buying enough food for a week worth food... but, then it was stupid because it's a convenience store so I bought enough for about three days, and lastly to the electronic store to buy a solar power bank for my phone also there was a copy of a Shawn of the Dead.
After all of that! I reached back to my apartment as I do, I headed in and I started to prepare of what's about to happened in the next nine hours. I put so much stuff inside that, but before I realize... I brought too many guns.
Mikey: "Fuck me man! how the fuck am I going to do with all of it? fucking shit. Well...maybe I should just leave it here if I ever come back for-"
Suddenly my phone started to act up... my phone from my own world. I then picked it up and see what's inside of my phone then I see an app I never seen.
Mikey: "Gun Bank? what the fuck-"
You know? maybe this was the one thing that Truth actually gave me. Not powers, no cheats, none of anything that would be fucking easy for me, and here's this... an app that allows me to store guns. ...That's all... also there's a capacity... right now it can hold up to... let me check... 12 and I have nine counting that pistol I have inside Beretta M9 so ten.
Mikey: "You mean to tell me that I can only carry guns... no ammo with it no other things with that shit. This fucking app sucks! I hate my life." I said as I curse this useless app.
From there I I started to place ammo mags onto the vest and bullets onto the vest as well. Alone after all of that I was prepared for Z Day the day where motha fuckas die come back and die again! let's go!
When I get to school, I'll bring my bag with me and place where no zombie will come after me. You are thinking why wear school uniform then? yeah that's what I was thinking. So, I will just play the part where I'm just coming to school late and from there, I can begin my adventure.
Mikey: "Purple Jacket... check! gloves... check! black pants... check! shoes check! vest check! phone check! everything checks! I HAVE EVERYTHING READY!" I said as I'm prepared for the worst.
That's what that... before I eat my last meal being a chocolate cake and chocolate bar along with a heathy sandwich. NOW! I should start calling Saya and Saeko...
I first started with Saya as with being well now seventeen years old because of this world changing build. Anyways! I started to dial her number and called her.
Saya(phone): Hello? Mikey?
Mikey: "Saya! great to hear you! I wanted to chat for a bit!"
Saya(phone): What the hell is wrong with you? it is eight in the night and why would you want to hear me idiot!
Mikey: "Since I didn't get the chance to talk with you today, I was wondering if you're, okay? I mean with your side."
Saya(phone): Oh! *Starts getting embarrassed* well that's fine for an idiot like you to care. Hmph! well... Daddy seems a bit busy then usual then his normal busy days.
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