ariellekim:
@joonjfc
It was a Saturday night. Any young and bright-eyed 21-year-old would be out at the bars, but instead Arielle was cozied up under the warmth of her comforter and computer. She laid in bed with a glass of wine on her nightstand, and a few pillows behind her as she sat upright, watching playthroughs. It was from this exact spot that she refreshed the Domino’s progress page after every video, checking the status of her two pizzas in transit to ease her hunger. It was very quickly though that she lost her appetite, as the television that was on in the background began broadcasting breaking news… people eating people, slaughter all over the city… Arielle quickly got out of bed to make sure all of the lights were off, and that all of the doors were locked. “Zombies…?” Arielle whispered as she watched both videos online and on the TV in the darkness, with just the LCD screens softly illuminating the room.
joon was easy. chill. any other person his age working a job delivering pizzas might have felt stuck in life, waiting for some ambition to strike in the middle of a dead-end job. but him? he was content with what he had going. getting home to his dog and smoking a fat one to some cop dramas on tv was what his daily life consisted of, and it wasn’t something he planned on changing anytime soon. but tonight was weird. even weirder than his hazy-minded nights tended to be. the radio in his delivery car kept broadcasting strange stories about people eating other people’s faces, and yet... people kept ordering pizzas. surely, that mean there was no cause for alarm.
but still, on a trip to his next delivery point he made it a mission of his own to pick up his dog from home---keep her in the car while he worked just to make sure she was out of harm’s way. stopping in front of a particularly large home, joonyeon caught sight of a somewhat haggard looking girl limping her way towards him. his step was a bit quicker as he made his way up the driveway, blue dream close by his ankles, growling at the stranger. when the girl snarled, joon practically dropped the pizza, jogging up to the door as quick as he could and ringing the doorbell in rapid succession, banging on the door as the limping girl got closer. “hey! hey, open the door! hurry!” what the fuck was going on?
