Taco bell

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Shuichi's pov:

"Yes, we'd like the nacho cheese fries please." Kokichi said towards the mic.

"We actually don't have those anymore." The man said through the mic.

"... Excuse me..."

"You uh... Missed the nachos fries." The man repeated.

"Your lying... Your fucking lying..." Kokichi sounded like he was ready to get out the car and beat whoever is across the mic.

As the lovely boyfriend I am, I got out of the car and put Kokichi in the passenger seat.

"I'll uh, cook for dinner." I smiled awkwardly.

Kokichi just pouted and I drove us both home.

When getting home, I got out some rice and pork but something was off.

There wasn't a single kid in our street.

"Hey Kokichi. What happened to Madison's kids and the others?" I asked.

No response.

I walked into our living room and Kokichi stood at the tv, looking scared.

"What?"

I looked at the tv and froze.

"A virus?..."

"Over 900 deaths in over a day?!" I dropped a bowl on the floor.

"We didn't even prepare!" Kokichi freaked out.

"Yeah... Thank God we haven't been near anyone in the past week." I sighed.

I decided to hug Kokichi and kiss his forehead.

"It'll be ok."

*Sneeze*

Kokichi sneezed and I froze.

Part 2?

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