#` Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ﹙ ᴍᴀɪɴ. ﹚
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❝ for the six-thousandth time, i’m not infected. if you put the gun down, i’ll explain everything.❞ well, not everything but the important bits and pieces of how he was having a serious adrenaline rush and that was what caused his shaking. it wouldn’t be the truth because nick was certain this woman wasn’t about to lower her gun on some druggie going through extreme withdrawals and losing the mind he couldn’t wrap around killing his best friend --- twice. his best friend thought getting up after a bullet to the chest was social norms. tiktok would have eaten that trend the fuck up on a silver platter. ❝ if i was bitten, i wouldn’t be asking you to not shoot me. ❞
starter | @snowinabottle
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she’s the apocalypse’s very own angel with her sunlight for hair and oceanic eyes. whether she noticed it or not, nick knows that everyone at the prison would have his head mounted on a wall should anything happen to their little songbird. he’d kept his distance since he arrived, not wanting to draw attention or cause trouble, especially once his mother blabbered about his troubles, but beth didn’t let that deter her from volunteering in aiding him on a run. the prison needed more supplies and formula for judith, however, with the governor and his crazy ass people at war with rick’s people, it became dangerous. nick was a newcomer and therefore no one would think he’d be aligning himself with officer friendly’s group. everything was going great --- until nick begins to think about how beth’s life was in his hands. she was his responsibility and it scared him. ❝ i don’t mean to sound like some ungrateful asshole, but why did you choose to come with me? everyone else keep their distance.❞
starter | @bgreene
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it wasn’t in his nature to question things that most people would raise a brow at. both brows, to be exact. but as he watches the woman rummage around the house looking for SOMETHING that may or may not be sugary, his brows dip down very slowly. he barely knows her, barely even said anything after snatching her inside the house before the herd spotted them both. was the house even fucking cleared? dear god, did the house have a backdoor? ❝ um, ❞ voice is accompanied by a heavy bang when his hip hits the chair from his abrupt standing. ❝ i ---we-- forgot to check the house and make sure it’s clear of walkers. i’ll go do that while you...do you. ❞
starter | @nitebit
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#` I ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ. ﹙ ɴɪᴄᴋ ᴄʟᴀʀᴋ. ﹚#` Mʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴡɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ﹐ ꜱᴄᴀʀʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. ﹙ ɪɴɴᴇʀ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ. ﹚#` Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ﹙ ᴍᴀɪɴ. ﹚#` I ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇꜱ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ﹙ Aʟɪᴄɪᴀ. ﹚#` Gᴜᴇꜱꜱ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀꜱᴋ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ʙᴜʟʟꜱʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ﹙ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ. ﹚#ᴡᴇʟᴘ﹐ I ʀᴇʟᴀᴘꜱᴇᴅ. ﹙ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ. ﹚#` I ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ﹐ ᴍᴏᴍ. ﹙ Mᴀᴅɪꜱᴏɴ. ﹚#` Mᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏғ ʀᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ. ﹙ ɴᴇɢᴀɴ. ﹚#` ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ʙᴀꜱᴛᴀʀᴅ. ﹙ ᴛʀᴏʏ. ﹚#` Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ. ﹙ ʀɪᴄᴋ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ. ﹚#` ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ. ﹙ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴᴅ. ﹚#` ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇꜱ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴜꜱ ꜱᴀɴᴇ. ﹙ ʀᴘ. ﹚#` ɴᴏᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ ɴᴏᴡ. ﹙ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ. ﹚
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