We finally made it my parents old cabin. We're hiding in my old bunker to get away from the freaks chasing us.

We were just sitting on my old bed, having a normal talk like two best friends when all of a sudden the radio went off. She stood up abruptly and offered her hand out to me, asking if I wanted to dance because it was her favorite song. And of course I agreed.

Now one of her hands is on my hip and one of my hands is on her shoulder while we hold hands with our free ones.