We stocked and we nested and we raised stray kittens and a random raven we'd found injured.
We hunted zombies until they seemed to leave town completely, though we barely noticed, staying wrapped up in our comfortable little nest, working on solar, and gardening, and reading, and loving.
Until, one day, like magic, we heard it.
A voice on the other end of the radio.
An announcement that the zombie plague was over, that there were other survivors, that life could slowly but surely start coming back together.
Then, so it did.
But one thing that never changed through all of the ups and downs that followed, was our love, was our promise, were the rules we set out in that bedroom that first night.
Orgasms.
And a happily ever after.