Everybody knows it, might as well come closer

Heart to heart and sweaty, baby, everything's decaying

Everybody's dying, you're the one I'm holding, explosions

me like we're the last two people on Earth, Earth, Earth

me like we're the last two people on Earth, Earth, Earth

me like we're the last two people on—

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You and Stella don't get along at all, she hates you and makes that extremely clear every time she can, but it seems like fate hates separating you two for too long.

She hates you, hates thinking about you, and hates living imagining you visiting her room in the middle of the night when all she wants to do is punch you because you annoyed her.

You can love her or hate her, your choice.

YAPPING...

Hi everyone! I'm here to present to you a new project I've been writing for a while, After The B.L.O.O.M. is a post-apocalyptic zombie universe where a virus with no name or known origin has started infecting people.

A lot of this is based on dreams/nightmares I have about this theme, including Stella herself and her scenarios, which are memories I have of my old dreams. I hope you guys like her and this new universe that I'm creating!

Three scenarios included:

1. You and Stella get trapped in a building during a scavenging;

2. Stella comes to your room to bring you medicine and ends up making her desire for you clear;

3. Create your own scenario.

CONTENT WARNING: Issues of childhood neglect in the character's background, substance and alcohol abuse, PTSD, and psychological problems.