"I'm guessing that it's probably a little insensitive to ask if this is the new island hot spot." Chuck said, coming across the guy and what looked like the charred remains of a bar.
He didn't know how or why the bar was all burnt up, but from the way the guy next to it looked, something had gone wrong.
Setting his pint down with a slight thud, Shaun gave the bloke a wan smile. "Just a wee bit insensitive, yeah," he said. Grimacing a little, he reached up to unfasten the tie from around his head. Hours had passed now since Di had pegged him; surely the bleeding had stanched by now. "If you'd asked 'what's cookin'?', I'd have to raise that assessment to 'really fucking insensitive."
"Well, the bar was what was--" Chuck stopped himself, because it was pretty insensitive. He surveyed the scene, which looked...somehow familiar, though he couldn't figure out why.
"What didn't happen, more like." Screwing his eyes shut, Shaun jumped up and down for a bit, as though releasing the demons of last couple of hours or so. Or, releasing the...zed word thingys, as it were.
After blowing air out his lips, making a ridiculous noise he'd learnt from Ed, Shaun said, simply, "Got attacked. Dead weren't dead anymore. Got the girl, got Mum, went to the pub, ended up here."
"Wait wait. The dead weren't dead? You mean, like zombies?" Chuck said, eyes going slightly wide as his eyes wandered around the general area to make sure that he hadn't brought any with him.
He didn't know how or why the bar was all burnt up, but from the way the guy next to it looked, something had gone wrong.
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"So what happened?"
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After blowing air out his lips, making a ridiculous noise he'd learnt from Ed, Shaun said, simply, "Got attacked. Dead weren't dead anymore. Got the girl, got Mum, went to the pub, ended up here."
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