The Final G.I.R.L, Part One

My name is Rob, and I was there when the world ended. It wasn’t a bang. Hell, it wasn’t even a whimper. It was more like the universe ripped a great big fart and left us survivors wallowing in the stink. I know something is missing. My life isn’t what it was meant to be, but it’s all I got, so I might as well keep going. The countryside is crawling with infected slobs who want to turn me into a zombie, but the cities might just be worse. Everyone from the tyrants of the government to the jokes of the freedom fighters wants a piece of my hide, and all I have is my partner with benefits. That is, until one job goes bad, and I have no choice but to deal with the one thing worse than shambling hordes and discount fascists…a snotty teenager. How will I ever survive?