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“Well duh. There is no legality to a zombie apocalypse.” She pointed out. “Pizza’ll be in here in a few min. There is a great 24 hour place couple miles away that delivers.” She grinned. “i’m gonna go put something other than my delicates on, so i don’t traumatize some poor kid.”
“Yummmm, pizza,” Max hummed with a wide smile. She laughed at Sam’s mention of her ‘delicates,’ and shook her head, giggling. “I guess I don’t count? I could be traumatized!” She wasn’t, but she’s a little on the goofy side at the moment, so… “What if Raleigh was traumatized?”
“You are a little dickhead, and she’s used to it.. She’s seen me in a lot worse than my underwear.” She shook her head. “I’ll be right back. If the doorbell rings, answer it.” She wandered out to go get dressed.