Zombie Drabble #406 "Cashmere Cessation"

She stared into the empty cigarette hard-pack.

"I ran out a month ago." An unfamiliar voice; an older woman, one of the new arrivals.

"I found two packs under a counter in a Kwik Stop, two weeks ago. Whoever looted it before us must have missed them. I've been trying to make them last, space them out."

"I did that too. Only after meals, or only right before bed, or only after sex." The woman laughed. "Still ran out. Probably for the best."

She nodded, held the pack up to her nose, drank in the fading scent. "It's so unfair."

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