The curtains slowly part as daylight crests into the blood soaked room. Organs fluttered helplessly from chains, brain matter smeared in Zombie's Goatee. He stirred ever restless from a long night of partying and celebration. The night was a beautiful one with tears, laughter, more tears, and Zombie and Nexus laughing at those tears. Nuzzled close to Zombie was the adorable Nexus, looking ever so innocent in his sleep.
The sultry air from the kitchen forced Zombie to crack a window allowing that cool morning air carrying the sent of dew and pine to waft through the room. It struggled and fought hard against the scent of blasphemy of many sorts, and sadly lost. As many horrendous acts that should never be spoken of had occurred that night. Yet, it would be one of the most memorable nights for Zombie and his Valentine Nexus.
As Zombie stumbled for a bit, hungover and still slightly inebriated, it occurred to him as he picked a leftover arm off the floor and began gnawing on it. Sure, Valentines was a Hallmark holiday but Zombie and Nexus had made something more of it. Valentines day would also become a day of remembrance and mourning for the families of his and Nexus' rampage. And with that, a large grin broke across his face, half chewed chunks of flesh wedged in his teeth as the rancid blood of his own kind smeared across his face.
"What a hell of a night."