Fallon:"Are you okay?" he asked, noticing me going through my pockets and bag."No, the piece of paper with the address—" I trailed off, already knowing he'd understand what I meant."It's okay. I know the address," he replied with a shrug, looking confused by my concern, as though losing the paper wasn't really a problem.Then, as we approached the building where he said he had been hiding, he glanced at me."By the way, you have a radio too, right? They all have one."The question wasn't strange.At least, it shouldn't have been.Looking back, I still don't know what happened at that moment, but I lied anyway."No."The moment the word left my mouth, he stopped and looked at me."Shouldn't you have a radio? How would we contact them if something attacked us?"There was uncertainty in his voice, but there was something else there too.I couldn't quite figure out what it was."Don't worry. I can fight a zombie too. I don't need anyone's help," I replied.The response came out more de
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