Apocalypse Rebirth: Under The Mad Dog's Protection
Author_Smegsyafter i died my boyfriend went crazygirlfriend accuses me of cheatingworst boyfriend everhe finally regrets it after seeing me marry another
I quickly pulled on the tight black crop top and stepped into the dark grey cargo pants, securing the belt tightly.
I sat on the edge of the bed to lace up the combat boots. They were sturdy, with reinforced steel toes, perfect for stomping on a zombie's skull or kicking an overconfident mobster's kneecap.
When I stood up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror, I barely recognized the girl staring back.
The messy, hungover civilian in the wrinkled designer dress was gone. In her place stood someone who looked ready for a war zone.
The tactical pants hugged my hips before loosening down my legs, and the crop top showed just a sliver of my midriff, balancing practicality with a shar