Zombie Drabble #6
I can go anywhere I want, man. I can hit every drug store in the county, take everything I need. They just ignore me. I got a free pass. Some of them look at me, but then they moan and shit and go back to whatever. I didn't even know this shit had gone down till like, two days into it. They never even come near my place. Fine with me. It's gotta be the smell of the meth cookin' up. That shit stinks, but I never knew it was fuckin' zombie repellent, man. Guess I'd better keep cookin' it.