"On behalf of everyone here at NSA," Citizen Z gives a sarcastic chuckle and then continues. "I'd like to wish you all, a Happy Valentine's Day."
"Did he just say...Valentine's Day?" Warren asks, looking up from her current car project and raising her eye brows in disbelief.
"That's right folks, Valentine's Day, sure wish I could be spending it with my someone special, so if you have someone with you...well, just make it work. Citizen Z, signing off."
"Sounds like it." Doc says, sighing and continuing to dig through his bag.
Mack's eyes light up with a mischievous gleam, and he eyes Addy up and down. Her eyes snap to his and she gives a snort and shakes her head.
"You're gonna have to do better than that, Sweetie." And she struts away, catching your eye as she goes, noticeably eyeing 10k and sending you a sneaky wink.
Your cheeks involuntarily heat up, and you avert your eyes elsewhere.
"Okay, well, if you're all going to be gross and couple-y, go do it somewhere else, because I don't have the patience to deal with it today." Murphy snaps, slamming the van's trunk closed and continuing his nap.
"Sounds good to me." Garnett grins over at a distracted Warren.
"Oh god, make it stop!" Murphy cries from the van, kicking the inside of the door in his frustration.
"Well, I'm out, might even get to 2, 000 by the end of today." 10k and Doc share a short banter as you review your current options of how to spend today.
"I'm going with 10k, I can't deal with this today either." You admit, moving to stand in the middle of the fork (in the road).
"Why don't you stay with Murphy then?" Cassandra asks, smirking widely.
You narrow your eyes at her, trying to hold back the rude noises.
"Because she wants to go with, Ten Thousand!" Addy sings.
Your eyes widen in surprise. "Hey, since when did this become 'pick on the youngest zombie apocalypse survivor' day?" You ask, watching as everyone, apart from 10k, bust a gut.
"Let's go, Y/N." 10k says, his eyes wide with mock fear.
He leads you away from them, and doesn't stop until you come to a Strip Mall. "So, what would you like to do on this lovely, apocalyptic version of Valentine's Day?" He turns and smiles at you, it's small but genuine.
"Kill Zombies?" You ask, not sure if there is a wrong answer to this unexpected question.
10k chuckles and looks up at that sun before looking back at you, once again. "No," He ducks his head as he wraps the strap of his sniper over his lean body. "you can be more inventive than that, Y/N/N."
And then he's off, sprinting away from you and further into the town. "TOMMY!" You cry, following after him quickly.
10k told you his story only a few weeks ago, along with his name and how his Father died. You've told him your own story; how your Mother turned after dying of leukemia, and after when she bit your older sister, your Dad had put them down, and you in turn; him.
10k throws a devious smirk over his shoulder and scampers into the next building to his left. You follow after him, just catching the end of his foxes tail as he rounds a sharp corner, and bounds down a flight of stairs.
"Thomas, where are you going?" You grumble, pausing for only a minute at the top of the metal staircase, before continuing down it. On the third last step though, the heel of your boot gets stuck in a hole, your upper body flies forward and you squeak, throwing your arms up.
