Who: Bertie, Ceana Where: A storage unit When: OH NO APOCALYPSE What: If you love something, let it go
The Quik-Store on the outskirts of one of New York's suburbs had seen better days. Currently shuttered and abandoned, most of the storage units had been broken into and a family of raccoons was living in the main office. But it was Bertie's destination, and he had never been more glad to see it.
He clutched the cricket bat he'd been carrying as a makeshift weapon a little tighter and turned to Ceana. "All right, it's right up ahead.
Bertie hadn't told her what they were doing, besides getting out of the city while they still could. He wanted...he wasn't sure what he wanted. For the world not to be ending, he supposed. For him to have not been proven right in such a spectacularly apocalyptic fashion. For his last few hours with Ceana to be almost normal. All of those.