With a single text message, I put an end to his doomsday simulation game

The apocalypse had arrived, and zombies were swarming the city.

In my desperation, I took the supplies my boyfriend had risked his life to scavenge and threw them straight into the horde.

In my previous life, I spent ten years rotting in a safe house, clinging to a hopeless existence.

Then, I accidentally caught my boyfriend sharing a smoke with a bunch of zombies in movie makeup, discussing their acting fees.

This time, I feigned submission and curled into his arms.

Secretly, I hit send on