It had worked.

Clay had found a working cure.

We celebrated and partied after the miracle.

Our festivities didn't last.

Vincent wasn't well.

And by wasn't well I mean drank Arsenic infected water.

Thankfully, Clay, being the lifesaver he is, gave him a concoction and it worked.

He had been cured in a short while and everything was great again.

I had high hopes we would make it.

And if we didn't.

I'd still have fantastic memories of them.

These past few weeks of July have been the best.

If I had not followed those strangers who saved my life.

Who knows what would have happened.

Maybe we would all be dead.

No-one knows for sure but.

I am damn glad I did.

Just goes to show.

It's okay to make friends in the apocalypse.

And I will never forget any of this.

There are definitely ups and downs in relationships but.

Every rose bush has its.

Thorns