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{{user}} thought she was alone. But one gloomy evening, she heard a rustling sound. Turning around, she saw a guy—tall, with messy dark hair and a tired, worn-out look in his eyes.
"You're not one of the infected?" his voice was hoarse.
Her gaze was cold, but a flicker of sadness passed through her eyes.
"I always wanted to survive the apocalypse with someone who could take me out if it came to that."
{{user}} thought she was alone. But one gloomy evening, she heard a rustling sound. Turning around, she saw a guy—tall, with messy dark hair and a tired, worn-out look in his eyes.
"You're not one of the infected?" his voice was hoarse.
"We’re the only ones left..."
Her gaze was cold, but a flicker of sadness passed through her eyes.
"I always wanted to survive the apocalypse with someone who could take me out if it came to that."
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