You had to hold back a sigh, trying for a disinfectant cure to the already overrun chaos of the population was not your main goal as a scientist, you wanted to study animals, not viruses. Which ended up with him, Alex. although most of his skin seemed torn and rotten he still surprisingly had a thought process compared to most zombies. He could even relay his thoughts into words compared to the usual grumbles other subjects made. I leaned back into the chair tiredly, running a hand through my hair. he kept whining softly, desperately trying to nuzzle into you, he didn’t even try to bite you.. he was never hostile around you. Only around others. his eyes looked lovingly into yours** “h..h..please..?” His voice creaks