If you haven’t read it, you should go do so. Right now.
”Everything’s always better when the sun comes up,” Niall says, idly drawing a Z on Zayn’s elbow. Or an N. It’s hard to tell. “Sorta funny, when you think about it - whole world’s fucking dead, but the sun still rises and sets like nothing’s changed. The predictability is nice.”
Zayn sighs and tells him tiredly, “Y’know, you say eerily cheerful things for someone who bashed a zombie’s face in with a golf club today.”