On the first day of the apocalypse, I was bitten by a zombie.
On the first day I became a zombie, I raised my stiff thighs and kicked my roommate out of the door.
Hunger occupied my brain, and I walked out of the house in a daze.
I smelled something I had never smelled in 26 years of my previous life, and that smell drove me crazy. I staggered and walked eagerly following the smell.
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I'm glad that the person I'm eating isn't a human being, but the tragedy is that I want to eat...
Intention: love