Zombie Drabble #168 “True Romance”

When they were done, she rolled off him, gasping, laughing. “Fucking awesome.”


“Yeah.” She lit a cigarette, took a long drag, treasuring the warm heavy feeling in her lungs. “Want a hit? Don’t hotbox it.”

He took a drag, far more casually, handed it back. “You were never interested in me before. Why now? Because I saved you?”

“Ricky saved me.”

“I helped.”

“You sure did. But that’s not why, babe.”

“Then why?”

She drank in another hit from the cigarette, and answered, “Guess there’s just no reason not to now.”

“Have you fucked Ricky?”

“Please! He’s, like, gross.”

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