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The young boy sat on a bench, nobody knew, nobody knew he had become one of those intimately craving "zombies" yet, he knew though, he knew that every night hiding it he grew more and more into craving it, needing it. After this world had turned from normal to love seeking zombies he had stopped caring really, stopped caring about his body but instead wished he could just have someone there for him, to hold him and tell him everything would be fine that no matter what they would stay the same, but no, that didnt happen in real life. At the moment he sat on a park bench wearing a black long sleeve shirt and white pants with converse. He was bored, beyond bored, and like always, craving the touch of another. O
The boy walking past was unaware of what was going on in the real world, even though there were some women running this way and that while in their heels, trying to run from the men that were trying to grab at their asses and breasts with hungry eyes. He was headed for one of the skyscrapers of the city, where he worked. He was dressed in black dress pants, a white dress shirt that was form fitting in the arms, loose in the torso, and ended in a sheer bell sleeve at the wrist. His shirt was covered by a black dress jacket, though. What was notably 'gay', though, was that he was wearing 7 inch black work heels that were halfway hidden by the bottom hem of his pants, though it was obvious they were high heels (literally). He had long black hair that reached the top of his butt, even though the top portion of his hair was pulled up in a high ponytail on the top back of his head. He had glinting green eyes and a flawless olive complexion, his eyes lined with a smoky charcoal liner.
[ well, he could step across the street during oncoming crazy traffic since a group of people could be trying to shake off some insanely needy guys off their car, the zombie guy saves him, the car explodes next to them, and they're both like '...what the f***.' XD ]
The working male, seeing as he was far too busy chatting with his friend who kept on going on and on about how they should meet up at a meeting place so that they don't end up becoming victims to the zombies (and rolling his eyes at this insane information), walked out into the middle of the road, unaware of the jeep heading straight toward him. Well, straight's an exaggeration. It was swerving side to side, trying to shake off a few men who were scrabbling to the jeep hood and top with growls, obvious erections tenting their pants as they tried to break open the windshield and pull back the metal on the roof of the car.
He huffed as he hit the ground on the other side of the street, his phone being tossed from his hand and broken on the concrete of the sidewalk. The car that was swerving finally turned a sharp suicidal right, slamming into a building and exploding, killing all who were involved (besides the two who were out of the way).
He got off him and groaned, he still felt pain. He rubbed his head which now had a large gash which would have been the bodys whole body if it werent for him "well sh*t"
"Ah, I'm sorry, here, let me help you." He stood after a few seconds and helped him up, leading him the other way to another building which was a tall skyscraper apartment building.
"Why should you be sorry?" He opened his apartment door and led him to the couch, helping him to sit down before he walked into the kitchen and came back with a first aid kit.