i. hate. zombies.
Yesterday was my one year anniversary with Will. To commemorate, I stayed up late and we had a Skype date~ (And another this morning after I woke up because it's still the 11th in America ohohohoho)
Topics included my fear of zombies. Yes. I am afraid of zombies. It's no secret that I will voluntarily kill myself if an apocalypse happens.
But no, Will said we'd stick it out together and he'd be my zombie protector. But if one of us got infected, I asked, then what? I suggested we infect the other one ("not the face," he joked) and live in apocalypse world together. He said we'd be the cutest zombie couple and go around holding hands and be adooooorable and everybody would go AWWWW and not suspect a thing
AND THEN WE EAT THEIR BRAINS.
My life is full of win sometimes.
Topics included my fear of zombies. Yes. I am afraid of zombies. It's no secret that I will voluntarily kill myself if an apocalypse happens.
But no, Will said we'd stick it out together and he'd be my zombie protector. But if one of us got infected, I asked, then what? I suggested we infect the other one ("not the face," he joked) and live in apocalypse world together. He said we'd be the cutest zombie couple and go around holding hands and be adooooorable and everybody would go AWWWW and not suspect a thing
AND THEN WE EAT THEIR BRAINS.
My life is full of win sometimes.