Somebody will come eventually. The cops or the army will get the upper hand, sweep through looking for survivors, I’ll hear them calling out and I’ll call out in return and it’ll be over.
There’ll be a camp with a high fence where they take survivors and give them a checkup and a change of clothes. It probably won’t be much fun, but it’ll only be for a while. Then there’ll be permanent settlements where we’ll set about rebuilding society, I’ll meet a nice girl and we’ll propagate the species. I hope she’s pretty.
I just have to be patient.