The Apocalypse? Okay... I have no problem holing up if that's the case. Her room looks like mine used to a while ago. Not too long ago I guess. I never even got your name, you know... I'm Kimberly. It sounds like you've kind of already guessed that but, you know, for what it's worth.
Is there, like...any particular reason you seem kind of simultaneously hostile and protective? Are you guys, like, dating or something because you are not even my type what is she thinking?! I can't tell if you hate me or genuinely want to help me... Remember that I'm not actually her...