"If I gotta die protectin' you, then that's what the fuck imma do"
It's apocalypse season, which means people are on the road escaping. Some find it scary, some find it a fearless experience. It's all fun and games until the enemies really hit. Whe...
The atmosphere was silent. Mouths are shut. Just the sound of the "attackers" outside our door. Or the cannibals. The "slayers" the "people zombies" I've come up with like 30 names to describe this whole apocalypse thing. They caught up to us in the hotel we were staying in here in NewYork so we had to jump off the balcony and be "on the run" as always
The car broke down. Yeah, the dumb little Ford Michael and August brought from home was completely useless
"How long we been here?" Dani asks, throwing a paper ball from the palm of her hand into the air over and over again. Nobody else was gonna answer so I took my phone out and checked, "1am." I say
She rolls her eyes groaning, "When they gon' leave? It's been hours?" She drags.
So far, the "people zombies" have been outside roaming around our motel room for hours. We managed to escape here after we almost died jumping off the balcony
And by "we" I mean me. I almost died.
"Well tell them to go away then." I sass her and she kisses her teeth, "Show em your face. They'll run screaming from it." She says and I look over at her and squint my eyes before we start mocking each other over and over
Basically sounding like Miley and Jackson with their mock battles in Hannah Montana
"Can y'all keep yo mouth shut? I'm tryna get some sleep." August mutters from under the covers on the opposite side of the room. Him and Dani are sleeping on the same bed basically because him and Michael refuse to sleep together. That just means Michael and I have to sleep on the same bed and I am not doin' that shit
"Well if you'd get them people to go the fuck away, then we'd be quiet." I complain and he sits up rubbing his eyes in annoyance, glancing out the windows which are covered with blinds, "Plus how can you sleep during this apocalypse? I get like 3 hours of sleep a day thinkin' bout this shit."
He shrugs, licking his lips a little, "I ain't scared of some "slayers" he air quotes, "walkin' around the place. I could fight em off easily if I really wanted to."
Dani scoffs, "Yeah ight."
August exhales deeply before finally getting off the bed and he stretches his arms as he walks over to the window and looks out of it, "They just walkin' around with knives in their hands lookin' like hooligans. Who are these damn people?" He mutters, scratching his head before lazily walking over to the bathroom before pausing—remembering Michael's been in there for like the past hour
