“Your boyfriend’s uncle gives out some of the dumbest nicknames sometimes,” Maddie scoffed. Luke was lucky that he only had to deal with Skywalker (even if it was a stupid reference to a stupid movie), instead of Hershey or Teeny Bopper. “Surprised he hasn’t given Caitie a goofy nickname yet.”
George’s taunt was met with an eyeroll that the other girl couldn’t see. “I’m just trying to decide on the best target, that’s all.” In truth, she was pretty sure she couldn’t do better than a nose shot. “I can totally do better than a snot shot.”
There was an Exploder making its way down the main street in front of the prison, but Maddie wasn’t sure if she dared to go after one of those. True, it couldn’t exactly hurt them if it exploded, since they were too far away and up on a roof, but…
If she did manage to get an eye shot from an Exploder, and the Exploder exploded? That’d be a pretty cool effect.
Maddie lined up her shot, which took a minute or so because the zombie had a limping gait and it was next to impossible to line her sights on the eye.
Her shot took the green-tinged zombie in the forehead, the force of the shot knocking the zombie backward onto the street. It lay there a few moments, seemingly motionless… before it exploded.
Maddie laughed into the walkie. “I think Exploders should count as extra points.” Even if it wasn’t an eye shot. Of course, she doubted her friend would see it that way, but it was worth a shot.