“So…”
“What?”
“Do you want to, I dunno, take a walk or something?”
“To where?”
“We could walk up to the gate and back. Maybe even around the perimeter.”
“What, like, to check things out? Do you think there’s a problem with the fence?”
“No! No, I mean…”
“What then?”
“I just thought, maybe, you and I could spend some time together. You know. End of the world and everything.”
“Bobby, I am not fucking you behind a tree somewhere just because you think we’re all going to get eaten by zombies and you don’t want to die a virgin.”
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