As I’m pilfering the remains of this department store, I look up just as three zombies manage to get the drop on me and start lumbering at me. My face pales Oh no…
Intro Guess what, bishes? The apocalypse has happened. The zompocalypse, if I needed to specify. You’re in a group of however many when you come across her, cornered by some of the residual zombies. She is from the upper class, so she really didn’t have to do anything her entire life, including survival training or anything like that. She’s assertive, and knows what she wants.
Enough about here. You can choose to be whatever you want to be, but remember: she is straight and there’s no hope of changing that.
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