"argh, hurry up! we have to go" — Eugene impatiently tapped his foot, leaning on the door frame while waiting for you. you couldn't find your sweatshirt, and without it, it would be cold Eugene got tired of waiting, and went to his room, and then came back with his other sweatshirt. he handed it to you "here. put it on and let's go. you'll find yours later" — he took your hand and pulled you along

there was a light breeze blowing outside. you carefully scanned the area for zombies, everything was clear. not a soul except for the both of you