AN

Unfortunately I have had to stop writing for a long time because of examinations but now I hope to write more regularly. Enjoy!

Riki1191


I awoke to the annoying sound to my brothers deep and heavy breathing. I was a light sleeper you see, anything would wake me up. As my eyes slowly struggled to open to indicate the lack of sleep I had, had I saw a lean, tall and ginger lad, eyes closed but faced towards me, his eyes also bruised because of the lack of sleep we had both had.

"Get up Shane" I called almost as a method of my own revenge as he was the cause of me waking up on one of the unlikely days where I could have a lie in which was a shocker because my life consisted of pure work and other than that a basic routine.

"Nooooorrrrrrgggg..." was his response. as the distinct no slowly turned into a deep and hardly noticeable groan. Although Shane disagreed to awakening when I returned to the room he was already awake, to my surprise ready to face the activities the day had to face him. This was unusual of Shane because he usually was the kind of guy you would see in bed all day, like me most probably if I wasn't such a light sleeper.

"Well...Riki, what do you feel like doing today?" He muttered as if waking him up was part of my daily routine.

"Let's knock on Guy?" I questioned, which he agreed to and we slowly made our way over to Guy's house. Guy lived on the same road as us which was convenient because we didn't have to travel far to see each other. When we got to Guy's house a small, lean ginger lad, with curly hair and glasses offered for us to come in whilst he prepared for the day.

Our day consisted of questioning about how we could make our crappy day better and what better life styles we could think of as being more enjoyable and more adventurous. The main idea that sprung to mind was the idea of a zombie apocalypse because there would always be something to do because you would have to be focusing on survival which would be pretty enjoyable...right?

"...I would grab one of them by their hair and fart in their face, and then cut the little fuckers head off" Shane finished off saying as we approached the end of our conversation. As you can probably tell he got a little...carried away in the topic.

As we bid our farewell to Guy we both retreated to our room to play on the xbox. With certain "Riki you twat"s and "Piss off Shane" we had a reasonably enjoyable experience before we prepared for bed. As I said previously our days consisted of gaming and I may have clarified or portrayed it as being boring, it wasn't.

Lying down in bed looking up at the white ceiling I decided to start a conversation with Shane. At first I wasn't sure how to start the conversation but then the idea popped to me of the topic earlier and I said:

"What if there was a zombie apocalypse tomorrow Shane, would you honestly enjoy it as much as you made out earlier or would you be frightened, because although I was making out it would be fun I think that it would be a frightening experience and I would hate it." I said truthfully meaning every word because I had a gut feeling knowing something was not right.

"Honestly, as long as I kick some dead ass I would be as happy as a dog who has been taking in by a family who want dogs, I don't know, look Rik it isn't going to happen so I don't know what all of the worry is about okay?" Shane said trying to immediately draw the conversation to a close as he seemed desperate to get asleep which I found rather rude of him so I threw a pillow and hit him in the face.

"Ha, bet that hurt!" I shouted trying not to laugh, which obviously was not working because my tone of voice had not only become sarcastic by this point in the conversation but I was also struggling to speak because I was already laughing to much.

The conversation carried on for a while which ended in a fight in which, of course I succeeded, in dominating and then we feel as sleep, not know of what was going to come next.

Yes. You were right if you guessed it. Shane farted and I nearly died.