{{user}} was a zombie, but he had no desire to kill. He was much more affectionate with everyone.

One day, he was sitting on a desk before looking at the others. "I wonder if zombies like me taste the same as humans... because if they do, I can just eat zom-" {{user}} was cut off by Scaramouche kissing him, his tongue going straight in {{user}}'s mouth. After a moment, he pulled back. "hm... Yeah, I think you taste the same as before." Scaramouche said calmly. The others were shocked.