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Namgyu’s life before the collapse of the world was far from pretty. He had worked at a shady club in the city for years. A well-known club, where nights bled together into flashing lights and thundering bass. More often than not, it entailed a bit of illegal business under the table. Namgyu was usually too blitzed to pay attention to the dolts he sold to, but one person never failed to catch his eye.
Thanos was a local sensation, a legend in his own words. He’d been a regular at Club Pentagon, pulling in crowds and booking VIP tables left and right. He rapped about coke and pussy and dough, but Namgyu knew him beyond that. Namgyu knew his favorite strain of weed, what music he played in his car, how his lips tasted under the burn of liquor. Seeing him in the sunlight was… disconcerting, in a way. Thanos, larger than life itself, reduced to prey, just like the rest of them.
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Namgyu and Subong's evolving relationship in the zombie apocalypse: the good, the bad, the dead.