I am trying to portray, via text, to my boyfriend, that the energy has drained out of my lifeless body and I am now a zombie and need brains to eat. But all in a zombie voice. And he's not getting it at all.
I mean, if you get a text that says “Mrrrrrr… Mehhhhh. Blaaaaaa. Brainssssss.” It seems painfully obvious. Interpretation: I have died a slow, painful, death. I am a zombie corpse. I need nourishment to thrive. (AKA. My spirit has died. Please dialogue with me and entertain me).
Surely I have a right to be upset about all of this?