- Feliks -
The day was pretty quiet. Nothing happened, which was good thing in a way. We all were inside the house, Ethan would feed his cat, Romeo. Me and Matvey would be sitting around, ready to protect and attack if need but nothing happened. It was just the three of us, like all the zombies and humans would have dissappeard. When i thought about it, i couldn't really hear animals eather.. Creepy, i think.
We were sitting in the living room while Romeo was a sleep somewhere, at least he wasn't making a single sound. "So what did you guys do? Before all this, i mean", Matvey, the most quiet and closed off of us asked suddenly. I turned to look at him. "I did music on my free time but my job was a cashier in a restaurant", i admitted. It felt weird to say it out loud as a past term. "I was a painter. And i still paint", Ethan spoke. "I have some material in my bedroom."
Everyone turned to look at Matvey who hadn't said a thing. "Ah.. I was still studying to become a writer. But i worked as a janitor aside that", Matvey said and blushed a bit from embarrasment.
"Well this must be one hell of a story for you then", Ethan said and leaned back against the sofa. "I will read your book when this all is over", he added.
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Apocalypse 🧟♂️ ( Completed )
Fantasy"We will both die! We are the only ones alive and we are BOTH men!" i cried hysterically and tried to hit him as he got closer. He didn't care and took my hands in his. "Matvey, breathe", he said firmly. "Just listen to me.." TW: This story contains...
