Valentines day was always a drag.\u00a0 If you were with someone there was the pressure to get it right, to make them happy and to just not fuck it up.\u00a0 If you were alone you spent the night alone at home wondering why you were such a loser.\u00a0 This year Neil had planned to be different.\u00a0 He met a girl on new years, she was sweet, cute, fun to be around, but what he thought was a drunken one night stand ended up having more of a last impression.<\/p>\n
See that was the night Neil died.<\/p>\n
His one night stand had brought him back to her place and they had a great time.\u00a0 He had never been with anyone as adventurous as she.\u00a0 When he woke up with nail marks across his back and bite marks on his neck he thought they were cool badges of sexual prowess.\u00a0 What he found out later, when he puked up his big mac and started craving raw meat that he had gotten more then an STD.<\/p>\n
Yep, Neil was a Zombie now, he wanted to eat human flesh, he craved brains and still was only making minimum wage.<\/p>\n
Having just a month and a half to his new life as an Undead American Neil was still trying to figure out the nuances of zombie life, and he never understood women to begin with.\u00a0 Still, he was trying and try he would.<\/p>\n
He knocked on her door, smiled a yellow smile back at her when she opened the door and held up the skull of a person he killed earlier.\u00a0 The top of the scull was carefully cut out in the shape of a heart to expose the brain for easy eating access.<\/p>\n
A soft blush of green crossed her gray cheeks and she swung the door open wider to let him in.<\/p>\n
Thanks to @scarredsoul for prompting me to do this<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"