Mall

"It basically feels like my life has become an old strip mall, where most of the stores are closing," Janet said into the camera. "I mean, the hardware store is always there because those things never give up, but the fancy pants shit is long gone." "Zombies are coming, though," Evan commented, raising his glass (which was rumored to contain cheap whisky and Mountain Dew), "because of vaccine testing. Ye Old Strippe Mall is the ultimate hideout." "What say we barricade the doors to the hardware store, ransack the place for weapons, and retire to the food court for disgusting nachos and buckets of sugary carbonation?" Maggie suggested, nodding excitedly. "You guys get me," Janet replied with a smile. "Something is deeply and horribly wrong with both of you, but you get me ... and that's everything."