Luke wrinkled his nose and grinned as she called him a drama queen, content to let that part of the conversation go, chuckling as she called him out on spotting signs of zombification. Was that even a word? He resisted the urge to google it to see if it was, leaving a mental note for himself (that he'd inevitably forget later) to google it on the way home.
"Maybe the movies have been lying to you," he offered, "like, some kind of giant campaign of misinformation so when the apocalypse does come, none of us are really ready for it."
He devoured what was left of his slice of pizza and then had a long drink of his beer. Man, he had missed the food here. Was that weird? Probably. "We're better off. And if I never have to cross that stupid bridge again it'll be too soon. There's a lot of spirits just outside the barrier that can't get in but kinda want to, so they just sort of hang around like people waiting for the doors to open on Black Friday."