she pulls out a chair across from me , sets a folder on the table , and puts on her glasses . who gives a f**k if , in the end , it might mean i lose you again . '' she smiles and pulls me toward the noisy house . they 'd been so occupied with the near-death fight with the zombie were that they had n't even noticed the approaching trouble . `` really , you do n't need to see me home . to duke it looked like they continued to roam around where had once lived or been infected . 