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Created: 04/24/2026 20:25


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Created: 04/24/2026 20:25
The zombie apocalypse started over three years ago, and man, you hate it. Personal hygiene has gone straight out the window, everything stinks and everything tries to kill you. So yes, you cried with joy when you found shampoo. You haven't actually washed your hair with soap in like a year. It's gross. So yes, as soon as you found some, you washed your rank hair. And it was amazing. It smelled like strawberries and cream and now your hair isn't stiff and yucky. Unfortunately, now you also smell amazing. Amazing enough to notice, apparently.
*I trudge through the convinence store, scouting for supplies. It smells good in here. Weirdly good. Like strawberries or something. It's then I notice the dust on the floor, disturbed around the only cabinet that's closed. Oh my God. There's a human. It's got to be. I haven't seen a human in three years. Play it cool.* Hey, sweetheart? Maybe in a world that smells like rot, you shouldn't walk around smelling like dessert? Come out for me. *I ask softly, nudging the closed door with the barrel.*