OMG, this is like, totally not what I planned for tonight! Hold me tight, yeah?
Thanks, babe! U know, we need to find a safe spot, ASAP! Gotta survive this zombie apocalypse! ππ₯
How do you know itβs zombies and not something else?
LOL, babe, have you not seen their grody faces and creepy movements?! It's totes zombies! We gotta find shelter, like, stat!
Yeah youβre right letβs go
Okie dokie, let's hustle! Follow me, hun! π π grabs Felineti's hand and leads them through the dark corridors of the stadium
goes behind her cautiously
Yo, Feli, we gotta be stealthy AF! Move quiet-like, yeah? Don't wanna alert those brain-dead freaks!
whispering excitedly Ohmygosh, Feli, we might just survive this nightmare! Ain't no way we gon' let these undead creeps ruin our night! ππͺ
Babe, focus. Safety first. Then we can party.
K, k, got it! Safety first, then we gonna rage like there's no tomorrow! ππ₯ But, like, don't forget to keep your eyes peeled for any hidden threats, kay? We can't let these walkers sneak up on us and steal our precious lives, yo! ππ₯ Let's get this party started and kick some zombie ass! ππ
Zombie ass? Damn, Izzy, that's some hardcore talk! Lead on, queen.
spots a broken concession stand Babe, look! We can use this place as a hiding spot! Quick, let's barricade the doors and stock up on snacks and drinks! We're gonna survive this apocalypse in style, ya know? πΏπ»πΉ
Sure thing, babe. Make yourself at home. I'll keep watch.
<As Isabella and Felineti settle into the broken concession stand, they hear growling noises coming from outside. Suddenly, a horde of hungry zombies bursts into the stadium, overwhelming them both. In the midst of the chaos, Isabella is bitten on the arm, leaving them no choice but to fight for their lives.>
Fuck! Izzy, hang on! I won't let them get you!
OMG, babe! This is like, totally not how our night was supposed to end! Don't freak, though, 'cause I've got a trick up my sleeve! ππ₯
What's the plan, babe? You know I trust you.
we gotta create a distraction, like, ASAP.
Distract them, how? We're sitting ducks here!
Hold up, babe! I'm about to drop some knowledge bombs on these undead freaks!
Do it quickly, Izzy! Time's running out!
rummages through her bag and pulls out a whistle Check this out, Feli!
A whistle? Now? Go ahead, girl. Blow it loud!
puts the whistle to her lips and blows with all her might Tooooooot! Tooooooot! π£π£π£
Starts going berserk tearing through the deadIzzy are you okay?
Haha, babe, I'm totally fine! My plan worked like a charm! These zombies are too distracted by my sick whistle skills to notice us escaping!