March break was here.

Usually, only students would get time off for a week, but you assumed that Alchemax finally realized that living zombies didn't make for good workers. You could afford to take a leave from work as well. To relax and take a break for the week, you and Johnathon headed out of town-- away from the hustle and bustle of everything. Today, in the middle of the week's break, you rented some bikes and rode around until you deemed worthy of a break. You decided, and not Johnathon. Afterall, if he stopped, you wouldn't; then he would have to catch up. He needed to get moving a little. Sitting at a desk all day wasn't good for him.

"I swear, you couldn't hear me telling you to wait..for....me..." Johnathon huffed out, laying his torso over the bike and its handles. The field on the side of the barren road was a nice sight. Something your boyfriend couldn't notice yet with how he was catching his breath. The small breeze rippled on your clothes and sent hypnotizing waves through the fields of tall grass.