Amidst the blood-stained streets and crumbling buildings of a world ravaged by the undead, Bright and Win find an unexpected connection between them. They discover that even amidst death's relentless grip, love can still thrive.
A Zombie Apocalypse...
It is only possible to live happily ever after on a daily basis
-Margaret Bonanno
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We decided to leave our hideout in one week of time. So the packing starts before everything, and everyone seems to be excited about leaving already.
"I want Bright! Where is Bright??" Love yells across the hall in search of Bright, who's currently making me a bowl of instant noodles.
"What do you want, nerd?" Bright asks in a playful tone.
"I want your blood." Love says in a sinister way.
"Are you a vampire or something?" I ask, holding out the bowl so Bright can put the noodles in. Once he does, he starts washing the pan he used to make the noodles.
Bright is my personal noodles maker.
"I am not." Love says. "I have to make the antidote, guys. I can do it quickly. In two days' time if I get Bright's blood sample."
"Ohh." Bright and I say in unison.
Bright follows Love. I follow them while chewing on the noodles.
Love makes Bright sit on a chair, and she takes out a new syringe. I close my eyes when she draws Bright's blood as the sight of blood itself makes me sick now. Although I cannot see the colour, knowing it is blood makes me sick.
"You can open your eyes now," Bright says once it's done. I open my eyes with trust in his words.
Just as he said, the blood is out of our sight. Love places cotton on top of the place where she drew blood and pulls out a plaster where she sticks it.
Love engages herself in her experiments. Meanwhile, Bright asks me to help him with packing the samples and evidence for everything.
"Is it a dream, or did I hear you tell others that taking me to Cargo will be difficult," he says all of a sudden while checking a label.
"What the fuck. Weren't you asleep?"
"When I am asleep, I can hear what happens around me. I think it came with the training," he smirks. "Guess you didn't know. I know things you did when I slept."
"What! I- I didn't do anything." I say.
"Didn't you... kiss me?" he asks.
"Oh. That." twice I did that.
I ignore his gaze and focus on packing the glass bottles. Bright understands that I am avoiding him, so he continues to talk about that incident.
"Shh. Stop making fun of me." I give him the stinky eye.
"There's a lot of things to make fun of you after we leave here," he says.
"I'll definitely find something to make fun of you too!" I exclaim.
