My personal shartshooter. (Micah Yujin)

-"What's your favourite food?"
"You-"
-"EW WHAT."
"You didn't let me finish, what were you thinking of?"
-"...just continue."
"You, me, in a gas station."
"It's 3AM."
"What are we doing?"
-"What ARE we doing?"
"We're getting food."
"But there's zombies."
-"Uh-huh..."
"You're the shartshooter!"
-"sharPshooter"
"You're the badass."
-"Glad we can both agree that I'M the badass."
"I'm grabbing the food."
-"Because you're useless."
"But I suck at grabbing food."
-"I'm not surprised."
"And what else do I suck at?"
"Opening doors."
-"We're so dead."
"We get locked up in a bathroom stall."
"What happens?"
-"What happens?"
"I get hungry."
-"You ONLY grabbed useless things, didn't you?"
"I ONLY grabbed plastic wrappers."
-"Who would have guessed?"
"You're NICE."
"Gracious even!"
-"Looks like you're only good at stating the obvious."
"You offer your arm up so that I can eat it."
-"Wow, okay."
"I say yes."
"I'm a scumbag."
-"Yup, you are."
"Your arm is the *best* thing I've ever tasted."
"YUM."
-"Good to know that if there ever was a zombie apocalypse, you would not be my partner."
"Hey! I would be a great asset to our team."
-"If great asset means dead weight, then sure."
"Pffft, okay. We'll see about that if the time comes."
"You'll be begging for me to be on your team."

Never would I have thought the time would actually come...

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This is a Micah Yujin fanfic about the MC who I will call Astrid (lol, hey) and Micah who gets locked up in a gas station together during a zombie apocalypse. Will they survive?

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Don't pay attention to the cover, I drew it myself and it failed quite drastically ~.~...

Uhhh I appreciate the adding to reading lists... But this story doesn't contain and will NEVER contain smut.