kiddoisms:
“Just some shitty virus. It takes over the brain. Turns you into what most would probably call a zombie. But we called them infected. There’s four types.” She shrugged, not bothered by how she once lived. It was most likely safer. “It’s fine. Not like you knew or anything.” A small sad smile formed across her lips as she looked at the other. “Mission?” Raising a brow, the girl wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that.
“holy shit. you’re from the zombie apocalypse?? that is so cool! i mean, like, not the whole people getting infected thing, and surviving a zombie apocalypse probably isn’t much fun either, but...the idea is. you get what i’m saying?” he tried explaining. but his knowledge was all based on tv shows and movies----he didn’t really know what he was talking about. “oh, yeah. me and my friend fight crime and stuff. high school kid by day, super sidekick at night. and other times of day.”









