Zombies'n'S**t Ep. 33

Didn't We Already See This Episode?

I glared at her a few moments longer, to make sure me point was made.  I don't have time to play nice.  The setting sun illuminated her face in brilliant orange and her hair had flitted out and some had fallen in her face.  I resisted the urge to push it out of the way and behind her ear.  Instead I turned away and called over my shoulder, "Nightfall is coming soon.  I suggest to get somewhere and hole up if you want to live through the night.  I won't tell anyone where you are.  The other folks that wander around here might not be as cuddly as me."

I got a few steps away before I heard quick movement behind me.  Before I could turn around there was a loud CLANG! and down I went, dropping like a sack of s**t.

**

I woke with a start in a dark room with concrete walls.  The sun had set and a glance out a shattered window told me I was not on the ground floor.  I looked blearily around and tried to stand.  It was then that I realized I was tied up, somehow.

Again.

Goddammit.

I saw a dark shape against one wall shift slightly and Sophia mumbled quietly, "Are you okay?"  I growled at her.  A small match flared to life and I saw a handful of junk ignite and quickly covered by something that blanketed the light it produced so it remained dim.  Sophia relaxed against a wall.

"What the hell happened?"  I asked, still trying to gather my wits.  Sophia pointed at a metal trash lid with a vaguely John shaped dent in it, shrugged and whispered, "Sorry."

Holy s**t.

I frowned at her, "You concussed me with a freaking trash lid?"  She looked away, her hair falling to cover her face entirely.

I stared at her for a few seconds.

Then I calmly placed my face on the cool concrete.

And bashed it into the concrete floor.

Repeatedly.

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[C. Rose]

favorite bits: cuddly, "sorry", the ending redefines "face palm"