@survivalxofxthexfittest - jp animal shelter / nyc
out of all the shitty nights he's had since moving to new york city this ranked somewhere in the top five for sure. still not as bad as the night he od'd on poppers in the back of eden's gate, but a little bit worse than the time he'd got food poisoning and missed his astrophysics final ( 5th time was going to be the one for sure! ). all things considered his prolonged kidnapping and torture hadn't been as bad as it could have. he still had all his limbs, all his teeth.
yeah his nose was broken but that wouldn't be the first time it'd happened ( football, basketball, lacrosse - the boy loved his contact sports ). the worst of it was being used as a human chew toy by the infected his kidnappers kept in the dog kennel next to his own. okay scratch that, maybe the worst of it was being kept in a dog kennel. the shock collar on his neck was the humiliating cherry on top.
the reach of the infected woman next to him suddenly extended and ducky threw himself against the back of his small metal cage to hide from her rotting fingers. he grimaced at the smell and the revelation that she'd somehow broken her arm and earned an extra inch. "knock it off!" as if either of them had control of the situation their captors had put them in. "stop trying to eat me! eat them!" his plea of annoyance turned to frustration when he heard approaching footsteps. that was never a good sign for him. "i'm a feminist but i will kill your undead ass."
