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“Average day on the apocalypse. Corpses walking outside, sky covered with dark clouds, foods running low.. Wait...FOODS RUNNING LOW?” Thats what Amir thought until he remembered about foods.
He gets up from the old couch quickly that he ended up fall sideway. “What the fuck are you doing right now…?” Elle, on the balcony questioned with her eyebrow raised slightly, smoking.
Amir got up from the floor and dusted himself before narrowing his eye. “Getting something so we don't fucking die due to starvation. Dont worry, I wont be that far from here.” Explained him with seriousness on his tone before changing to calmer one. He walked outside from their apartment (shelter) and spotted another male survivor.
“Do you mind giving me some foods sir? I'm hungry…”
Said the guy, he's holding a knife on his right hand. “Sorry, but I dont have any.” Answered Amir, he still didn't realize what's gonna happened next.
The guy suddenly rushed toward Amir with his knife lifted up while yelling “YOU'RE GONNA BE ENDED UP IN MY PLATE THEN!”.
He tried to stab Amir but he moved aside quickly and backed off to the hallway. He took out his knife from his pocket. Then, the guy turned his back and he aggressively goes try to attack Amir, but failed once again as Amir managed to parry his opponent's attack with his knife. Even worse, his opponent's knife yeeted to the staircase nearby. The guy confused whether to grab his knife back or keep fighting, but its too late as Amir gripped on his clothes and slammed him directly on the floor. The guy didn't have a chance to even got up because Amir pinned him on the floor, ready to strike with his knife. His teeth gritted, his breath gets rapid and heavier, all thanks to his aggressive asshole.
Amir strike his knife directly toward the chest but his hand got held by the guy's hand some seconds before the knife hit the chest. He forcefully changed the knife position to facing Amir, especially on his torso. “Y’know I learned hunting my own foods in hard way…” The guy chuckled sadistically. “But you're the hardest one I got myself with.” Added him. “But i guess I win.” Added him once again before he stabbed Amir with all force.
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Amir felt a sudden sharp, stinging pain on his abdominal area, he gagged out some of his blood from his mouth before suddenly he had a sarcastic smirk on him, yet his eye glanced with full of rage. “Lets see how desperate are you for my flesh.” He spoke in much more, quicker, darker tone.
Before anything could just happen, he kisses his own opponent on the lips even though he aware that his mouth full of his blood but yk thats the point.
It's was so unexpected that the guy had to pushes Amir off several seconds later, he spitting out blood at his mouth before walking back toward the stair slowly. “Okay! Okay! I changed my mind now!!I don't eat faggots!” He exclaimed in regrets wanting to murder Amir but its too late now, he slipped and fell all the way down. Amir pulled the knife out from his abdominal area and held his bleeding abdominal before checked the staircase.
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He only state at the stiff, bleeding body before could only confirmed that the guy is dead and ready to be their next food supply for some several days.