The world as we once knew is gone. a deadly virus has broken out, turning the Dead to a walking corpse. The government and the military are trying to contain this outbreak, but failed miserably. So now all that is left is the remaining people to try and survive and find the cure to this disease. But it will not be easy because in resend days the infected have slightly changed into something more dangerous.

So will the survivor's manage to find a cure and live through this of hellish nightmare or will it be there grave. Or maybe this will all fall under of one regular business man who just open up a business right after the green flu outbreak.

(Timeskip y/n POV)

It has been 3 days since I open up this business, And I haven't got a single customer. I'm starting to worry that this business will fail and I'll probably going to be homeless just like my father. However I keep hoping that that might someone that come.

So anyways right now I'm just checking out the foodstuffs and the alcohol to make sure it's still good and whatnot and you're all probably  wondering what business am I doing, well let me tell you what business am I running is pretty much a restaurant bar and a hotel put into one.

Narrator: wow. i haven't gone to work on the other chapters or further into the story. But nope apparently you have to break the fourth wall early.

Y/n: hey we all know this is about to happen, and so we wouldn't even be surprised because the thing is about to keep happening on some occasions.

Narrator: ....... Fair enough.

So anyways right after I finish checking out on the supplies and stuff, right now I'm polishing the tables chairs and so on. After I'm done with that I reach to the counter to clean it and check the time it's 11:00 a.m. so it's almost closing time. While I was cleaning the counter I hear the doorbell ring, when I hear I instantly look up inspired my first ever customer. however this customer is different this man wears a white shirt with a tie some black pants and shoes. And he carries a broken bottle glass and a waiter's plate that's covered in blood and it looks like he's about to open up some can of whoop ass

There was an awkward silence for about 2 minutes the atmosphere was so thin and heavy that you can cut it with a knife. This man prepare for anything that I might do hell I bet everything probably kill me. But I don't care about that because I got my first customer.

Y/n: good afternoon sir, what can I give you in this fine night. I said smiling and hoping he won't kill me.

There was another silence for about a few moments, he was looking at me like for some sort of idiot then he said

????: Uhh Coffee?

Y/n: okay sir. but what kind of coffee.

????: Expresso.

Y/n: right away sir. I said walking off to the back to get my customer some coffee.

(???? Thought pov)

Well this is weird, ever since the green flu got out Things have gone down to hell. First I was a waitress working at some restaurant second I was fighting for my life across the city thirdly I've come across this tall building that is sitting in the middle of nowhere and here I am inside that building with some guy that doesn't know what the hell just happened and just left to get me some coffee which I doubt there's power in this building. Sure there's lights but I pretty sure that's just the back up power.

While I was thinking the guy came back with the coffee I ordered.
He put my coffee on the counter, I slowly come up to the counter still keeping my guard up and eyeing the guy. He saw me looking at him he just raise his hand up in the surrender gesture and back up. When I get to the coffee I slowly grab it and drink it, by the time that coffee hit my tongue I was immediately shocked and surprised by taste of it then I chug the whole thing like I haven't drink anything in years. When I'm done with it I look up at him and said.

????: That was the best coffee I ever had. I said

Y/n: yep. That's one of my best made coffee in this joint so anyways why do you come here with a broken glass bottle with a bloody waiters plate?

I look at him like he got shot but never happened. Did he not know what happened in these passing days did he not encounter some of the infected and why is he wearing that helmet now I think of it.

????: Didn't you get the memo?

Y/n: what memo? He said curiously tilting his head.

????: you Seriously don't know. Have you seen the news or what's happening outside?!?! I shouted how the hell did he not know that the world has gone to shit and did he not see the damn corpses walking around.

Y/n: whoa! easy there bud you don't need to shout. Okay apparently there's something I miss how about, we sit down and tell me what happened. He said pointing the table behind me.

????: Uhh sure by the way I have another cup of espresso. I asked he nodded grab my cup and went back to make another one.

(Time skip y/n pov)

As I got back for making another expresso for my customer I made myself some coffee as well with some good old cappuccino. When I got to the table I sit down and give him some coffee start talking about what happened.

(Time skip)

I was horrified of what I just heard, what the fuck the world has come to? corpses rising up from the dead, the government and the military failed the contain this outbreak, the infected changing, and society has broken down.

I had no idea how to process this, I didn't know that the world was coming to the end then again how the hell did I missed all this. how did I not know this would happen or better yet how did I not know about not seeing any infected..... Oh yeah the helmet ugh oh well.

He is now telling me that they're all sorts of survivors out there trying to make it through the day and night or some trying to find a cure or make one. Plus he's trying to find the rement of the US military but I'm sure they will be any help. And he also told me that how he got out of the city and where he's from, apparently he's from Louisiana haha that's a long way it's amazing how he got this far. Even how he really managed to get into Tennessee which is my state I'm from.

Y/n thought: damn I didn't know it was this bad *Drink coffee* then again i suppose like any other apocalypse it should be bad. I'm sort of glad that there are survivors out there, however I doubt that most of the them would be how do I say it....Social. then again I kindly understand it, people are doing everything they can do everything to survive the apocalypse and most of them will probably just start killing people because well the government's gone then they are starting to do whatever the hell they please.

????: And that's pretty much sums it up. So right now I am pretty much trying to find the military to evacuate the nearest point. He said before drinking his coffee.

Y/n: hmm I don't think that the military is going to be any help.

????: And why would that be, everybody are evacuating to the nearest Outpost or stronghold on the East Coast. He said curiously.

Y/n: *drink coffee* if any other movie taught me something about the apocalypse and such, I will not be surprised if the military started shooting people who are accused of being infected or not and not to mention doing some idiotic and drastic moves.

????: I see the point then, but what else can I go the only place I know that is safety is the military at the East Coast. He said a bit depressed

I was a bit sad when I hear that I understand how it feel to lose  something. Like a home a friend and any other thing like that. Just like how I lost my father my only parent. then I thought of something that might help him.

Y/n: how about you live here, the place is in good condition, food is good, alcohol is also good, and for the hotel is pretty neat. I said

He was looking at me shockingly they were the silence for a moment then he smirk shook in his head and responds.

????: That sounds nice but, I doubt that this place will be any good have a safe place. He said doubtly

Y/n: What do you mean? I said confusingly

????: I mean look at this place. the windows ain't boarded up, you didn't put no defenses around the place, hell I doubt there's even weapons you have here. He said before continuing drinking his coffee.

Right after he says that I chuckle a little bit then I laughed so hard that I needed broke my vocal cords. He was looking at me confusingly and concerned of why am I laughing so hard by the time I calm down I responded to this.

Y/n: I'll have you know that this place ain't just no ordinary building. The windows you see in front of you are actually reinforced glass, and I made defense turrets all over this place right after the construction was finished, and lastly but not least I do have weapons they're just in a gun safe. I said proudly.

????: Okay if the sentry turrets are up, then why don't I see Any see any of them active. He said eyebrows raising

Y/n: because I didn't activate them you fucking dingus!

Before we even get to argue, we hear a bell ring I immediately look at the door and I see what appears to be a man and a woman.

The man to my right is a what appears to be a chef. he looks to be somewhere in his mid-20s He where's a redneck jacket a hat some white pants boots and words on his chest that says
"Kiss the cook"on it and he held a knife in what appears to be hammer for hammering down meat

To my left is a woman she wears a shirt some black pants some shoes she also had a knife below her stomach and possibly a gun behind her back. She looks to be somewhere in her mid 20s as well.

There was a brief silent for a moment. Until I decided to say something.

Y/n: welcome my friends welcome so how can I get for you. I said cheerfully

(Timeskip)

after I got most things sorted out with these people we start talking about what's been going on and I got their name. The first man that I was talking his name is Steven and other two people names are Logan and Sarah.

Right now they're just talking about how it happened to their perspective. Apparently Logan was a media chef and Sarah was a bartender. They had known each other for a while before the apocalypse started and they've been surviving for a while they are from the state of Ohio apparently they too were reaching to find the military in the East Coast but I tell them that I doubt it they will be any help. Even talking like this for a few hours then I offer them a place to stay and get a job to work for me they hesitant first but then they have nowhere to go they accept my offer.

Well society and things might be broken down, I will be trying my best to be working on that cuz my plan is just the beginning.

(There you go people I did my best in the story hope you like it and I'll do my best to the other part I'll see you soon)