Flash Fiction: Date Night

Breathing heavily, Dina pressed her back against a wall. Swinging a crowbar, she brained a zombie.

Trevor decapitated another with his machete. “Hell of a first date!”

“We can tell our kids about it!”

“Kids?!”

“Trev’, you’re literally the last man on Earth!”

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