Hello.
I'm lonely.
Quite lonely.
Unusually lonely.
Everybody's gone.
Sorry, not everybody. Every survivor. It's the bodies that are still around, trying to eat me. Which kinda makes it worse...
Ehh... I know they'll come back. Well, I hope they do. But even for a short amount of time... I could use the company.
Reading and sitting on the internet is all well and good... But eventually they start to bore. I need a weekend-friend!
A survivor with similar interests, similar goals, and an entertaining personality... Hmm, I can think of a couple...
Shame that those people are either way, way too cool to spend time with me, they secretly hate me, or they've gone too.
Emptiness... It's what you feel when your alone because there's a great big hole in the word alOne. Sigh.
Right, snap out of it. You could take up a hobby... Learn to cook, or draw, or play an instrument... (Might make you desirable!)
Actually... I never did learn to crochet... ?
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