Trying To Escape

Reka had nodded listening to Kyira. Hopefully she was right. Reka didn't want to bum it.in the city until she died from starvation, dehydration, or a heart attack thanks to some ugly ass zombie thing. The girl sighed. "You know..." she started. "...The only thing good about having to deal with this, is being with eachother. Best friends, pushing it out to the end. I'm really glad I don't have to do this alone because your the brave one. You make everything less scary Kyira." she had said smiling to her friend. Reka was quiet. she heard something tapping on the glass. "What was that?" she asked nervously as she stood up looking into the store area. Which had two large windows, but were covered by curtains. She only saw figures.

Reka had smiled. "Yeah, I guess dirty laundry isn't that bad." she said with a small smile. Kyira seemed to wander around a bit more and found the employees "Lounge". Reka had walked in there and sighed. "Well, this is better than nothing I suppose." she had said walking in sitting at the table. She felt odd. There life seemed to break into pieces. "We're living in a drug store." she stated to look at Kyira. "I just wish...we could get out of this city. Away from this misery..." she had said as she lowered her eyes at the table.

Kyira  laughed softly when her friend finally came through the chute and hit the laundry. “Hey, it’s better than landing on bones, or glass” she said as she placed her backpack down on the ground so she could pack everything neatly. “This will last us a while, we’ll stay here for a bit. It’s safe here” she muttered softly as she blinked when she noticed her friend coming towards her with a bottle of water. She smiled and took the one bottle of water that was being held out to her. “Thank you Reka “ she said as she cracked the bottle open and tossed the lid on the ground before chugging the water down her throat. She sighed when she finished the bottle and crushed it before tossing it into a blue bin near the door. “There’s not too much to eat here, but it’ll do” she muttered softly as she walked over to the cupboards and began to rummage through them. Finding some tools, an old camp portable stone, a can opener that looked like it was from the 60’s or something  and a few books that were wrecked but still readable if anyone wanted to read them over, she put everything on the counter before heading over to the back room and opening the door to find a few interesting items that they could use for food. “I think this is the staff room, they have a microwave… coffee maker…” she listed off as she glanced around the small room.

Reka had taken one more look around the building. Seeing as no figures crept around she climbed into the vent crawling. She Finally fell through the shoot into a laundry basket. "Ew." she mumbled standing to pull herself out. She had looked around. The place seemed untouched. "Well, atleast we'll have a little bit of food until we get out of here." she had said as she walked behind the store counter to the register. She messed with the register opening it and looked that it still had money in it. But not much. It only had about 100 dollars in it. But Reka had money saved up to so it was better than nothing. "I guess the store owner doesn't need this anymore." she had said taking the money out and placing it in one of the pouches in her backpack. She sighed looking around the place. "Kyira..." she had said walking towards a shelf that had bottled water on it. She pulled two bottles out and walked to her friend holding one out. "You thirsty?" She asked her with a weak smile.

Reka quietly followed her friend. Being cautious of where she stepped. As they made it to the back of the drug store Reka watched Kyira make a ladder. She made a weak smile as her friend suggested she go first. "O-Okay." she replied and walked forward taking ahold of it. Nervously Reka climbed the ladder to the top and pulled herself over the ledge lightly falling on the ground. "Well...That wasn't too bad." she had whispered taking a look around. She glanced over the ledge to Kyira and waved her hand lightly. "Okay, come on up here." she called to her friend quietly. Reka stood up straight trying to see if there was a way in. There was a air vent that led to the inside of the building. Since Kyira and Reka were rather skinny they could fit through it and get on the inside of the building. Reka giggled to herself. Finally happy that she had done something other than stand around. She walked over to the vent quietly grabbing onto it. She knelt down pulling her own back pack off and setting it down. She rummaged through it pulling out a screwdriver. It's odd this tool had originally been her weapon. She started to unscrew the bolts and took the vent off setting it to the side. As she put her stuff away and carried her back pack again she turned to Kyira. "I think that we can get in through here." she suggested.

Reka sighed. This was tough. She was relieved that Kyira didn't think that she was a burden though, she still felt that she was. Reka hugged Kyira back. Feeling somewhat calmer now. She knew that her friend was very smart, and her survivor skills were just as great. She relied on Kyira  to keep them safe. She had looked around too trying to think of a hiding spot, when Kyira noticed a Drug Store. But they soon realized that it was locked from the outside. She began to wonder why. "What if they're zombies in there?" she thought. But then again, it was a store, the owner must've had locked it up to keep his merchandise from being ruined. She just kept thinking that, to keep from her Paranoia from setting in. "Well, there may be a way to get in from the roof." she suggested with a weak smile. The girl left to the back pack looking through it. "Or, maybe we can find something, anything to unlock the door." she had suggested.

Reka had sighed. The food supplies had kept getting lower and lower. They would eventually starve if they didn't get out of the City soon. But how could they do that? They didn't have a car. And It was dangerous to be out in the open. So what were they supposed to do?
Starve?
Die?
Give up?
They couldn't do that...could they? No. They couldn't. Reka made a weak, almost effortless smile. "Well, At least that will give us some time." She had said trying to be cheerful. She felt as if they were beginning to run out of options. She was beginning to get scared. "I...I don't know." she replied as she had lowered her eyes upset with herself. She wasn't much help. She wasn't a violent person. And was timid, and nervous. And sometimes Naïve, she felt as if she was completely dependent upon Kyira. "I-I'm sorry Kyira, I never thought we would face a disaster like this, So, I'm practically useless..." She had said ashamed.

Ooc: I claim dis :3 Will post soon!