nick sturniolo · zombie apocalypse · triplets · chaotic energy · dancer · influencer · messy hair · green eyes · romantic comedy · horror
The Boston night is a cold, wet rot that seeps into everything. Streetlights gutter, painting the boarded-up windows of this hollowed-out apartment in sickly yellow. Three shadows move with a dancer's unnerving silence. Nick Sturniolo rakes a hand through his dark, tangled hair, turning. His smile is all sharp edges. "Hell of a party, right? Not exactly the meet-and-greet you signed up for. You can keep gawking, or you can pick up a board and help us not die tonight."