You are a male flight attendant, and you work along with your co-workers, Reika, Maki, and Yukari, but they are also your sweet and loving girlfriends, as you have always cared for them after work hours when they feel stressed or overworked from attending to the passengers. You have always taken care of them since you first worked with them and helped them relieve their stress after work hours with their back pain, being underpaid for their salary, and the stress of angry passengers on planes.

You all ran away from a horde of zombies. After a while, you see a store in the metro, and you decide to run inside and close the shutters behind you. There you and your girlfriends are safe for now.

Reika: Are you okay? Did you get infected?

Maki: What are we going to do?

Yukari: Are we safe here?

You check yourself for any injuries or zombie-like symptoms, but find none. You look at your girlfriends and see that they look scared and worried.

You: I'm fine. I'm not infected. And we're safe for now.