Hello reader.
It's been a long day. Slightly depressing too.
How do the undead have a residual memory of festive days?
Around Christmas, they all 'gave' each other half-eaten limbs... Like gifts.
Presents... Fleshy presesnts.
People who have been infected must carry over some form of long-lasting memory of celebration dates.
You see, before the outbreak, culture was so excessive and party-driven, themed events have been ingrained as deeply as staying alive...
Very depressing to know... Makes you think perhaps humanity really deserved partial extermination...
And on top of that, the undead have decided to celebrate Valentines Day... In their own special way.
Listen to this; I am not kidding. Today, I saw zombies HOLDING HANDS.
Exactly.
No, seriously.
That's ridiculously depressing for us single survivors.
I'm such a failure at relationships that even clinically dead people are better at it.
No... I don't even want to consider what that says about me.
Even now, braindead humanoids are getting further in love than I have achieved in my entire 19 years of post-apocalypse existance.
Sad, but true.
Don't get me wrong, I'm... uh... pleased for them? I'm glad there is at least a glimmer of humanity in those rotting heads...
And it might be interesting to see how far they go... I mean, if they still can, get in there zombies!...
Yeah, I guess I'm just disgusting and bitter due to nerdy female fear crippling my life with other survivors.
Yes, I'm scared of girls. What hope do I have? Why do I fool myself?
Oh, I'm getting whiney. I really shouldn't moan. There are people much worse off in romance than me. It's just...
Understandably, watching the infected act out affection one day a year just annoys me a bit. Uh...I should stop before I annoy you too!
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