In the Post-Apocalyptic World

Blurb? This little book has no blurb (shrugs). Can you eat a blurb? (picks nose) Anyway, this is a story about the apocalypse. There are some things you might not like, so please proceed with caution~ At long last, a messy blurb has emerged: People say getting a pocket dimension is like having a cheat code: beautiful women, handsome men, power, and the whole world at your fingertips. I say getting a pocket dimension is like having a mobile storage unit: eat your fill, drink your fill, stay warm, sleep soundly, and make people jealous. I have to face a world that's changed in ways completely unlike the novels, figure out how to spirit away the handsome guys I like, and make sure I don't accidentally kick the bucket. Let me tell you, a protagonist without a protagonist's halo has it rough... PS: Warning number one, this story is written in first person. PPS: Warning number two, this story has absolutely no outline. Fox writes whatever comes to mind. PPPS: Warning number three... Well~ I haven't thought of one yet. But if you read it and don't like it, just happily click the X in the upper right and leave~~ PPPPS: This is not a zombie story. Please make sure you know that before clicking in~ (waves a handkerchief with no responsibility) One last PS: This story is long and slow-paced. You can leave it to build up chapters before reading. If you don't like rambling, feel free to skip ahead to Chapter Seven. Really~ One more thing: There are quite a few English and other foreign-language phrases in this story. Readers who studied foreign languages or are good at English, please don't nitpick. Google Translate tends to make a mess of things. The foreign languages are there because the protagonist is clueless about them, not because Fox is trying to show off how smart she is.