In walks a naked babe

Everyone's silently staring at the scream. There's no more sound coming through,just the afterimage of carnage that torn through the studio. It's safe to say everyone's mood has dropped. "Okay so, everyone." You pause as you wait for everybody to look at you. "We've got two choices right now. The first is we pack up what we can right now, take some cars and hightail it to those rescue vessels south of the country. Or stay here, wait for the infected to pass through the city and hide out here until the government fixes this." Wow great choices dude. Awe jeez thanks me.

"So your saying we run like pussies or we just hide like pussies. Great." Charlie clarifies.

"Look at my son taking charge, I'm so proud!" Your mom gushes.

"What? I'm just. I wasn't taking charge." You feel yourself getting flustered from your mom's words. She takes another sip from her wine glass. You look over to your dad to see him also holding a wine glass. "How much have you two been drinking?"

"Why? You think mommy can't handle her liquor?" She pouts.

"Great. Drunk parents at a time like this... Could this get any worse." The instant you finish the door swings open.

"Was I supposed to keep waiting this long? It's getting a bit cold in just a towel you know." You swing round to see Heather mostly covered by a fluffy towel which is wrapped tightly around her chest that pronounces her cleavage prominently. You inwardly face palm. You'd unintentionally forgotten about her.

"Where have you been babe?" Charlie asks with a slow gaze over her body. You yourself take a quick glance over her body, down to her smooth calves, her chestnut hair all wet and stuck together.

"Right. That's my bad. I may have forgot to mention that Heather was taking a shower." You turn back to the group. You notice Sam narrow her eyes on you. You tense your fists together and look down slightly. There's to much shit happening at once!

Bella makes her way to you, stepping straight over the couch again. "You better stop doing that young lady." Your mom begins with a straight face but soon breaks down laughing. "Or I'll have to spank you." Your dad joins in on the laughter.

"I might have to give you a spanking later dear. Using words like that in front of our children's friends." Your dad sticks his tongue between two finger to your mom. Bella takes one of your hands between both of hers.

"Michael is right we only have the two options. However." She increases the volume, her sharp tone muting our parents laughter. "Seeing as how we've got two intoxicated people with us, only you four can go for the evac vessels." She means our family will have to stay here and everyone else can go.

Less people to look after if they go, but less help if we need it.