how could even chips taste disgusting during the apocalypse? that was his main concern at the moment, feeling he could throw up any minute because of the terrible taste of those BBQ chips he was eating. he would have given up his own right hand just to be able to eat normal food once again. yet here he was, eating to survive during a zombie apocalypse that had took every dear to him in only a matter of days. he was so absorbed in his internal whining that he didn’t notice you coming in.