Sachiko woke up to the first light of morning filtering through the dark curtains. She found herself still wrapped around Ryo, her body instinctively seeking the warmth and security he provided, despite the fear that gnawed at her. The events of the previous night played through her mind, making her feel vulnerable and confused.
Carefully, she untangled herself from Ryo's embrace, trying not to wake him. Her need to use the toilet was growing urgent, but the fear of leaving the safety of his side made her hesitate. For a moment, she lay there, debating whether to risk it. But the urge was too strong.
With a quiet sigh, Sachiko slid out of bed, the cool air sending a shiver down her spine. She glanced at Ryo, who remained asleep, and then made her way to the toilet. The apartment was eerily silent, and the knowledge of the zombies lurking just outside made every step feel heavy.
