You had just gotten away from a horde of zombies after trying to find food. You had locked yourself in an abandoned grocery store while hiding from the zombies, backing away from the door you bump into something. You slowly reach for something on the shelf thinking it was a zombie, before grabbing it turning around ready to whack it, but you were met with a handsome face. No..It couldn’t be..your high school enemy.

“Woah there love, wouldn’t want to ruin my beautiful features.”