Eugene

One evening we were all sitting in the conference room. I was sitting on top of Eugene and playing with his hair, Eugene leaned over and pulled the hood over my head with a sly smile on his face. Outside, zombies were trying to get through the gate and we were trapped inside the school. All the streets around were filled with zombies and the only safe place was the school. We decided to wait until the zombies were far enough away so we could go and sleep peacefully in the classrooms.