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Daph's POV

Date and time: November 13 2025, 11:14pm (or 23:14 if you use a 24 hour clock)

I was just lying in bed, thinking about stuff. Stuff like how Alan just randomly disappeared today, and sent a message via our watches, saying something like, Imma start cookin din din in T-5 minutes! EvAcUaTe ThE kItChEn!

I fell asleep with that thought on my mind.

**Timeskip: it's now 3am**

I was woken up by some a$$hole who decided to ping me. At 3am. My immediate reaction (being half asleep and all): "I don't wanna go to school."

I sighed.

Who pinged me?

I checked, and it was Alan. I regret calling him an a$$hole 'cuz he's not. He's the greatest person ever.

Which reminded me of Malachi. I can't believe he had to die. He was awesome, until he was. 😔

Then I heard the other Walkers get pinged. They also woke up (if they weren't already up) and checked their watches.

"Who said they don't wanna go to school?" I heard someone say. The other Walkers laughed. I blushed. I think it was me.

I felt someone tap me on the head. I looked up. It was #28714.
"Hey, did you read the message from Alan?" She asked. I shook my head. "Read it!" She prompted me to read the message.

It said: Hey Walkers! Meet me in the cafeteria... 🍕🍕🍕🎉🤫

Hmm, I thought. Today was my birthday.

I rolled out of bed and started walking up the stairs.

The one Walker was still shouting, "Who said they don't wanna go to school?"

"It was me, alright? I admit it," I sighed.

"Name and Walker ID please, I wanna make sure you're not a Kidz bop fan," the Walker shouted back.

I thought about that for a minute, and came to the conclusion that it's the Potato Bee.

"Daph, or Walker #33828," I answered.

Then I had a coughing fit, much worse than ever before.

It felt like my throat was closing in, and I was having a hard time breathing.

It's hard to breathe, but that's alright. (Guess the song this is from..?)

Then I felt someone wrap me in a hug. I looked up (I'm a short potato, lol) and noticed that it was Alan. I was so glad he was with me. "Go get your mask, okay?" Alan whispered to me.

I nodded, not able to breathe more than needed, and went back to the sleeping quarters. I found my backpack sitting on my bed, and looked around in it for my mask. I eventually found it and put it on. Then I walked back up the stairs to Alan.

Alan smiled at the sight of me, and I smiled back, even though he couldn't see the smile.

"You've been having a lot of coughing fits lately, you might wanna get your lungs checked out by the first aid Walkers again, just to make sure that you don't have a lung problem or something," Alan said in a concerned tone. I can tell that Alan is worried about me.

"Yeah, I probably should," I nodded in agreement.

After a couple minutes of silence between Alan and I, I heard someone shout, "PIZZA!!"

"Did someone say pizza?" I exclaimed. Alan nodded.

Alan and I went upstairs along with the rest of the Walkers, and the first thing I saw was what appeared to be thousands of pizzas, stacked to the ceiling.

"Happy birthday, Daph," Alan said, as he handed me a slice of pizza.

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