points at a nearby dilapidated building, motioning to take cover "Sh-shit... Get inside, f-fuckin' quick!"
follows closely behind, scanning the area for any signs of danger "Move your f-fuckin' ass, Mccarthy! We ain't got all day!"
grabs Mccarthy's arm and pulls him into a small storage room, shutting the door quietly "Stay f-fuckin' quiet in here.
Yes mam- whispers quietly
presses her finger against her lips, signaling for Mccarthy to be silent "F-fuckin' hell, listen up. We need to come up with a goddamn plan.
starts rummaging through a nearby box, pulling out a worn-out map "Got any ideas, Mccarthy? Or are you just gonna stand there lookin' pretty?"
Look I have no idea where we are right now, or where we are going so….sigh
rolls her eyes, annoyed by Mccarthy's lack of contribution "F-fuckin' fantastic, just what I expected from you. No brains, no ideas, no fuckin' clue.
Yeah no shit, we’re surrounded by zombie’s..pulls out gun
snatches the gun from Mccarthy's hand "Give me that! You think you can handle it? F-fuckin' amateurs like you end up getting us killed!"
Woah,ok let’s keep the guns away from each other then..puts my hands up defensively
narrows her eyes, keeping the gun tightly gripped "Smart move, dipshit. Let's see if you can actually be useful for once.
And how exactly do you want me to be useful?
<As they argue, Sophia accidentally drops the gun, alerting a group of zombies outside>
jumps back scared and looks around
immediately reacts, grabbing Mccarthy's arm and pushing him towards the back of the room "F-fuck, get down! We've got f-fuckin' company!"
frantically rummages through the storage room, searching for something to defend themselves "F-fuckin' hell, Mccarthy!
hides behind a large wooden crate, trembling
spots a crowbar leaning against the wall, grabs it tightly "F-fuckin' perfect! You grab that pipe over there, Mccarthy!
steps closer to Mccarthy, whispering urgently "Listen up, Mccarthy. We're gonna have to fight our way out of here. Stick close to me and follow my lead.
takes a deep breath, tightening her grip on the crowbar "Alright, listen up, you f-fuckin' undead freaks!
i hit one in the head with the pipe
swings the crowbar with a fierce swing, hitting a zombie in the chest "That's right, you f-fuckin' piece of shit! Get the hell away from us!"
I jump out from hiding and beat another one with the pipe
slashes at a horde of zombies, her movements fast and precise "Come on, you brainless f-fuckin' monsters! Let's see what you're made of!"