100 Days
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This is surviving.
Not living.
Living is going to sleep at night with a warm smile and full belly. Living is meeting up with your friends at the movies and laughing when soda gets spilled all over them.
Living is not running from a mob of infected with a stab wound.
That fact haunts (Y/n). And it had been ever since the start of this hell on earth. Ever fucking since that first zombie had appeared, they knew life would be different.
If they even lived long enough to see it change that is
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[ ꗃ IN WHICH (Y/N) TRIES TO SURVIVE 100 DAYS IN THE APOCALYPSE. BASED ON THE FILM BY CHARLIE SLIMECICLE. ꗃ ]
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