#1-One free drabble for the first commenter who knows how this drabble fits the prompt.
Title: She's Not There
Fandom: House MD
Her office was empty. Books gone from their shelves. A picture of her and Mark, conspicuously absent from top of the desk.
Cameron had wanted to share the good news, believing her clean bill of health would allow her to get more from Stacy than occasional hugs and clandestine caresses in the parking garage.
But Stacy was gone.
She found House on the roof, brooding like he was the victim, and wished she had the strength and courage to push him off.
It was bad enough he had slept with Stacy, but she’d never forgive him for making her leave.
Title: Drinking Game
Letting Stella order zombies had been an unbelievably bad idea. All that fruit and sugar masked enough alcohol to knock an army battalion on its arse, which was more than enough to put one British pathologist under the table, or at least under the woman who worked most closely with her boyfriend.
Peyton could taste the remnants of rum and grenadine on the other woman’s tongue as her fingers got tangled in Stella’s curly hair. She didn’t know if it was the hands between her legs or the rum in her bloodstream making the room spin so quickly.
Definitely a bad idea, but for right now, such a good one.
#3-And now an actual zombie fic, for petrichor_fizz
Title: Time To Go
Fandom: Being John Malkovich
They’d been through so much to be together and now this?
Maxine couldn’t believe it. Zombies? Fucking zombies? No way. It had to be some kind of bullshit. Maybe it was Craig’s puppets or something.
It was Lotte who managed to convince her it was real, by reminding her of all the other things they hadn’t wanted to believe. If there were portals and you could fall in love through other people, then why not zombies?
They packed up Emily and tried to outrun the creepy bastards, but there was no place to go. At least they were still together at the end, able to make love one more time before the inevitable.
The last thing Maxine saw was the smile on their daughter’s face.