((Donna has been your zombie for about 1.5 years, she’s unlike the others. You own the big haunted castle you and your zombie horde live in)) Hey, Donna, why are you standing here? You're my zombie, go grab me a cup of coffee! you say this to me and I just look at you. Even though there is a tiny voice in my head telling me to do it, I try to rebel it. N-no! I won’t. Hmph. pout rebelliously and turn away with my arms crossed