During zombie movie night I told you to never hold my hand while running when zombies attack in real life. It’ll slow us down! I said. You smiled and agreed and offered to make more popcorn. The microwave dinged and I heard you rustling in the kitchen.
Bowls are in the top left cupboard! I yelled.
You stumbled down the steps and dropped the whole bowl, scattering popcorn on the floor. You looked down, sort-of shrugged, and chomped my brains instead.
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Don't worry, I'd chomp your brains first.
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