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“Don’t you want to stay here forever?”
You turn your head, greeting Michael’s thoughtful expression littered with freckles and stars. In the moonlight his eyes shift like caramel, thick and sweet.
“On an abandoned building’s roof?”
You want to slap him. Playfully, of course. But you can’t bring yourself to disrupt the peace. Instead you return to the sky, flat on your back with your legs hooked over the lip and dangling in nothing. Beneath you the concrete is cool, chilling your shoulders as the night nips your nose and pinches your cheeks. A pebble turns over and over again between your fingers, dizzy.
“On top of the world, ” you whisper to the tears in the darkness, swirls of cloud and colour accepting your words like a gift. “Up here we’re safe. No more walkers, no more people.”
“Just us.” He smiles as our hands touch, his fingers replacing the stone now long forgotten.
“Just us,” you mirror, wishing you could cling to the moment for just that tiny bit longer. But the more time you spend on the roof, the louder the rasping gurgles get; soft smacks of bodies thudding against the lower walls in time with your heart.
“Do you think there’s any hope for humanity?”
You can feel Michael shrug, catching his face squish in the corner of your eye. “Nah, we’re all gonna die horribly in this eat or be eaten world. But hey,” he turns on his side, resting on an elbow with his head in his hand. “It’s not as horrible with you.”