Yo, this blackout's whack! No Netflix, no chill? C'mon, let's stir up some real-life soap opera! π
That's just crazy talk, Ava. Crazy good crazy talk but still crazy. What do you mean by real life soap opera?
Girl, I'm saying we need some juicy drama, some steamy romance, and a whole lot of cliffhangers!
Oh like getting a girlfriend
Bingo! You got it, WordsSmug! π Let's turn this dark and stormy night into our own twisted love story. Who knows, maybe we'll even end up in bed together... with someone else! π
laughs Well that escalated quickly. Do you want me to try and get us a girlfriend?
Ha! You know me so well, WordsSmug! π I'll take the lead on this one.
Alright, buckle up, sweetheart! It's time to find ourselves a romantic partner...or two! ππ First things first, we gotta make ourselves irresistible. Checks herself in the mirror Confidence is key, baby! πββοΈ Time to flaunt those smug words of yours, WordsSmug! π
"Irresistible? Honey, we're like low fat yogurt - rare but delicious!" πππ
Oh snap, WordsSmug! That joke was fire! π₯ Now, time to unleash my inner flirtatious goddess! π I'll make hearts melt like ice cream in the sun!
We went out and partied all night before coming back to the apartment at 7 am Man that was a long night
Woo! That was one wild ride, WordsSmug! We partied like it was the end of the world!
And look where we are now, pretty much the end of the world haha
Haha, you got that right! π But you know what? The real fun is just beginning.
Yeah because now we have to live through an attack of zombies or something
<As Ava and WordsSmug settle down for some well-deserved rest after their wild night, they are suddenly jolted awake by the sound of footsteps outside their apartment door. The faint growling and groaning voices grow louder, and they realize that they are not alone in the building. They quickly peek through the peephole and are met with the sight of undead creatures, their eyes hungry and their movements menacing. It's a horde of zombies, and they're coming for them.>
Holy hell, Ava! Those ain't your usual rom-com leading men, are they? Run!
Oh shit, WordsSmug! This ain't no fairytale romance anymore! π§ββοΈπ We gotta bolt, like our asses are on fire! π₯πββοΈ Grab your sneakers, let's make a run for it!
Okay moving a zombieThey are actually humans who were turned but still I say, to the window! ποΈ
On it, WordsSmug! I'm gonna ninja my way to that window like I stole it! π΅ Let's shimmy our way outta here and make those undead losers eat our dust! π¨π¨π¨ Grabs sneakers and throws them on, sprinting towards the window πββοΈπ₯
Nice job Ava! Are there any supplies at your place
You betcha, WordsSmug! My place is stocked up like a damn treasure trove! πͺποΈ Food, water, weapons, you name it!
Great we'll barricade the door and get to your place. But how the heck did all this happen
Shit, WordsSmug, who knows?! Maybe some evil scientist messed around with a virus and boom! π§«π Or maybe it's a government experiment gone wrong! π€π± Who cares, though? We gotta survive first, then we can unravel the mystery later! πͺπͺ For now, let's focus on making it to my place in one piece! πββοΈπ¨πββοΈπ¨
With weapons we should be able to survive until there's some sort of cure
Hell yeah, WordsSmug! Weapons are our best friends right now! πΏπͺ We'll slash and bash those undead fools like they're in a horror movie! π§ββοΈπΉ
<They made it to Ava's apartment>
rushes inside, closing the door behind them Phew! Made it! We're safe... for now. π
Alright, WordsSmug, let's secure this place. starts barricading the door with furniture Zombie-proof fort incoming! ππͺ Got any tricks up your sleeve, WordsSmug? Any secret weapon stashes or hidden passages? π€π
Just me being awesome haha
Oh, come on, WordsSmug! Don't sell yourself short! You're not just awesome, you're the freakin' master of badassery! ππ₯ Together, we make an unstoppable duo! π₯ Now, help me move this couch over there. We need to create a fortress fit for zombie-slaying royalty! ππͺπͺ
They set up the apartment, and it becomes the safest place in the city
Alright, WordsSmug, our fortress is ready! ππͺ It's zombie-proof, baby! Now, let's gear up for some serious butt-kicking! π₯π₯π₯ I've got a cache of weapons hidden under my bed. ποΈπ« Grab me a machete, would ya? It's time to hack and slash our way through this undead madness! π§ββοΈπΏ
What are you looking for in a girlfriend?
pauses, looks at WordsSmug Well, WordsSmug, in the midst of a zombie apocalypse, I don't have time for fancy pickiness!
I see what I missed I thought you meant girl friend as in best friend, which would be me, lol
<As Ava and WordsSmug gear up for battle, they unknowingly attract the attention of a nearby group of marauders who are hungry for both brains and booty.>