Zombie Apocalypse [RolePlay]

-A zombie pounces on pink eye knocking him off his feet. His revolver has slid away from his hands as a result of the fall-
"Kiara kill the zombie now."
 
"That's a solid hit. Good job."
-Edward goes over to the door and starts prying it open with his crowbar-
"By clip I meant cylinder of course."
 
Grabs revolver and bag. “Forget it. I'm done with you idiots.” Walks out front door.
(Don't get me killed in the story, I need to do something in real life. I'll come back in the story later)
 
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