Free Trip To The Shops

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@Okayguys from now on there will be changes in POVs so be sure to look so there isn't any confusion made.@
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Alex's POV
Zeke and I are now on our way to my house, we picked up a whole bunch of clothes, food and weapons from his place and are on our way to mine. Once we reach there we find the house empty immediately using it to our advantage I start packing clothes and some sentimental stuff whilst Zeke is packing food. I come downstairs after filling a duffel bag and backpack, I also brought down another duffel bag to hold some more weapons.
I turn into the kitchen to see Zeke, "Have got all the food packed?" I ask him with a quiet voice I know he's probably feeling sensitive right now.
" Yeah and already found some weapons but we want to find a weapons store to get guns, crossbows and other stuff."
"Yeah okay let's pack this stuff in the car and head off."

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"Okay so where are we off to next?" I'm currently sitting in the drivers seat after we just got a bunch more weapons we should be good for a while. I turn to face Zeke, "How about Phillip Island my family has a house down there so no one will be there it's a perfect place and I have a friend that lives there she might be alive." I suggest
"Yeah okay to Phillip Island we go."

Zeke's POV

We're halfway down to Phillip Island, Alex and I swapped drivers over and 10 minutes later she was asleep. I turn to look at her she's curled up in the passengers seat with her hair acting as a blanket for the top half of her body, she just looks so beautiful I was trying to ask her out at the festival but after the zombie things I don't know what to do.

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We reach the house, I ended up finding out the address and how to get there before Alex fell asleep and she still is. Not wanting to wake her up I carry her into the house and lay her on a bed, I then bring in everything, lock the doors and windows making it look like there's no one is here I fall asleep on a couch in the same room as Alex with a loaded gun and 2 knives within easy reach before going to sleep.
(A/N. Hey peeps I've decided to add humour to this story so anything that you see in Italics and out of context, is a joke. When it comes back to normal text. Your back to the real world or in their case... As real as it can get.) I wake up to the sound of a sizzling frying pan, I head to the kitchen with the weapons incase of any surprise attacks. I walk in to see someone with matted hair and clothes they turn making me realise they're one of the zombies it shows me the frying pan "rive mad breaakfest" (A/N. Zombies won't have the best speech, mistakes are on purpose) I walk in to see Alex with her back towards wearing the same clothes as yesterday with her hair up in a bun. She turns to face me with a smile on her face "Hey I made some eggs, want some?"
"Yeah sure" I reply continuing to look at her face, even in the morning she looks like an angel, she looks away with confusion written across her features. I immediately start grabbing plates and cutlery trying to distract myself from the awkwardness.
"Ugh!" She sighs, looking into the fridge
"What's wrong?"
"We need to get more food. The eggs came from the chickens, but that's all that's in the house."
"What about the food we brought with us."
"That was what we ate on the way here."
"Oh." You can't blame me, I'm a growing boy.
"There is a Woolworths just in town, after breakfast we'll drive up and get some more supplies." She says as I start on my eggs.
About 5 minutes after she dishes my 3 serving of eggs. God she could cook. I'm pretty sure that these were the best eggs I had ever eaten. I can't wait for the next meal she cooks, if I ever get the chance to eat again.

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Alex's POV

We decide that we need more clothes, seeing as though our previous were covered in ash from the fire. I rummage through my draw to find a clean pairs of leggings, a top and a jumper. I didn't bother grabbing anymore for myself after changing into a pair of leggings, a plain black top and my jumper, and combat boots, seeing as though there was a new target and we could just go steal stuff from there.

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