My own sequel to Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion.
I wake up in my 747 with my arms around Julie on the blanket-covered floor. The first thing that hits me is her dirty smell, and the sun light radiating from the rows of windows in the plane.
We must've been sleeping for hours, because my last memory is us looking over the airport with the sun beating down on us. But then again, I'm only human so I forget. No pun intended.
I hear the covers rustle, a mumble following soon after.
"…R?" Julie sits up. Her usually flowing blonde mane is a ruffled mess, but I don't care. I lean over and kiss her. The corners of her mouth rise up, and she reveals a beautiful smile.
"I haven't brushed my teeth in days," she says, covering her smile with her mouth. "But then again, who knows the last time you've brushed up on your dental hygiene." She giggles.
I try to get up and walk. I'm still getting used to this whole walking normally thing. "How long have we been asleep?" I broke my syllable record, yet again. "For awhile," she yawns, still only sitting up.
I walk to the vinyl player (significantly faster than usual), and play Good Morning Life by Dean Martin.
Good morning life
Good morning sun how are your skies above
Gee it's great to be alive and in love
How ironic.
"R, how can you stand me? I smell absolutely terrible." I do my signature shrug.
"We should get back to the stadium."
"Right,"
We shuffle out of the plane and to Mercy. Luckily, we have enough gas to get to the stadium. I decide to drive, because now that I think of it, it would be the more gentleman thing to do.
I know it's short, but I just wanted to test it out and see what could come of it. Please review, thank you :)