Nicole, in fact, couldn't control them. This fact left the two befuddled as they stared at the bottles filled with liquid that hadn't moved despite her efforts. It didn't make sense if her power was to manipulate liquid, but the evidence was right in front of them. Maybe the chemicals didn't count as liquids. Donald quickly rejected the idea. It was clearly liquid.Turning to look at Nicole, he asked, "Are you sure it's liquid manipulation and not something else?"She gave him a dirty look as she said, "I'm sure."Donald held his hands up in surrender as he suggested, "Maybe how you upgraded your power affected what kinds of liquid you control. I don't know how the system determines it, but that's all I got."Still giving him a dirty look, she gave his words some thought. Donald lowered his hands when he thought it was safe, as he also thought it over. Considering everything, it made the most sense. If her power was liquid manipulation and it wasn't allowing her to manipulate some liq

Nicole opened her eyes to the sunlight falling on her face and squinted. Blinking a couple of times, she finally felt awake enough to sit up. Stretching her arms out, she felt refreshed. She really needed that sleep. However, she didn't miss how bright it was. Hopefully, she had slept in and thrown the covers off. Nicole didn't really get why Donald was against using the beds.If he was so worried about germs, he could just change the sheets out. Well, he was missing out. Heading down the stairs, she expected to see him eating or maybe practicing with his power like last time. What she didn't expect was for him to look more like a zombie. She nearly lashed out, ready to defend herself from the approaching zombie, when she realized who it was."Donald?" she prodded.Donald ignored her and continued to play with the knives in his possession. The sight unnerved her, and she debated whether she should retreat back upstairs. After studying him for a few moments, she reluctantly headed down

"What?" Nicole asked when she noticed his stare."What now?" Donald asked.She stared at him for several moments before saying, "Just relax, I suppose."An awkward silence stretched between them as they looked away and stared out in front of them. Now that Donald thought about it, wasn't this the first time they had small talk? Technically, it couldn't really be called small talk. They only exchanged questions, but it hadn't been anything about zombies, their powers, or anything serious.When he couldn't stand the silence any longer, he asked, "So what did you do in the company?"The blank stare she gave him made him self conscious, and he looked away. That had been a mistake. They had already talked about only sharing vital information with each other. Knowing what she did before the zombie apocalypse wasn't vital information. He could feel her judging gaze piercing the side of his head like a bullet.Suddenly, she said, "I was a gopher."Donald blinked. "What?"Nicole wasn't looking

Their decision to remain inside was proven correct when they sensed something was off in the middle of the night. Of course, they hadn't noticed anything right away since they were both asleep. They had a zombie that could now stand guard. However, the sound of banging on the door was impossible to ignore. At first, they were groggy from being woken up.That quickly changed when the situation caught up to them, and they quickly prepared themselves for a fight. Quietly rushing down the steps, they shared a glance before getting into position. Since everything was boarded up, they couldn't check through the windows to see what was making that noise. Instead, Nicole tiptoed to the door so she could look through the peephole.Nicole frowned when she saw a couple at the door. They seemed frantic, as if they were trying to get away from something. However, that wasn't enough to make her open the door for them. Obviously, whatever was coming after them would be dangerous for them. She contin

Donald woke up when it was ten minutes to twelve. He grimaced as he sat up and rolled his shoulders. Maybe Nicole had a point about using the beds instead of the couch or chairs to sleep. Making his way to where Nicole should be sleeping, he knocked on the door to see if she was still inside and asleep. There was no response, so he tried again.Pressing an ear against the door, he still didn't hear anything and dared to open the door. He peeked inside and saw that she was still sleeping. Since it was almost twelve and he had told her that he would wake her up, he stepped inside. As he stood over her, he couldn't help noticing how peaceful she looked. Wanting to get a closer look, he kneeled down and stared at her face.He never thought he would see this kind of expression on her face. He wasn't sure what to think as he continued to stare. She was actually quite pretty, now that he thought about it. When her expression became pinched, he quickly snapped out of it. Slapping his cheek, h