It wasn't long before you were a little bit tipsy. You hadn't had alcohol in a while, and Glenn was now pouring you your third glass.
"It's a celebration," he assured you, and clinked his glass against yours fondly before downing his wine.
"This has to be a dream," you exclaimed, downing half of your own glass before setting it on the table, glancing around at the others, all cheering around the table. You all looked like a big happy family at this moment. Just yesterday you were feeling like you didn't want to live, anymore- but finding the CDC had changed that.
"That's what I thought about you," you snapped back to Glenn at his sweet words, grinning at him lovingly. "But you're real... right?"
You laughed before nodding, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips.
"Get a room!" you heard Tdog shout, and the room erupted into laughter as you two pulled away, picking some more at your food.
"I don't think I've ever seen you this clean," Glenn pointed out, fingering a still damp piece of yo...