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[mikewheelertm]

eddie munson. @munsontm ( cont. )

That wasn't how things should have gone,  but then again,  Mike came to accept that nothing ( or barely anything ) would ever go as planned anymore,  it was the reality they all had to adapt,  no matter how much he might not have liked it,  after all sudden changes were never something he was comfortable with.  However when fighting for his survival and trying to not get turned into one of those fucking gross goons,  well,  little did it matter how much he hated having to reroute to a longer path to get back to the others.

Because of course that was his main concern,  funny how getting back and not have anyone worry outweighted making sure he didn't got hurt,  hell,  in the back of his mind there was already a sting of apologies ready to spill out the moment he saw Will again.  It was Eddie's voice that cut his train of thoughts short and brought him back to reality,  and Mike found himself giving a hum.  ❝ Yes, sir. ❞  Despite their current situation,  there was the hint of mirth laced within his tone,  it was teasing even,  because of course he couldn't help but being just that bit of a little shit. 

He could have just stood there and keep watch,  but instead,  there he was,  climbing onto the hood of the car,  just so he was able to check further in the distance,  making sure there was nothing or noone approaching them,  they already escaped once,  they didn't need a repeat of earlier.  Fingers idly tapping against the handle of his trusted knife as he hummed a song under his breath.  ❝ The coast is clear. . . ❞  A pause,  just long enough for him to check on all fronts. ❝ For now,  at least.  I don't know how long it'd last,  though. ❞  Nose scrunching up.  ❝ I don't trust how quiet it is. ❞  And he didn't,  he learned pretty quickly to never trust when things seemed to be too calm.

A snort was brought forth by the question asked,  and Mike found himself shaking his head.  ❝ Right now ?  Absolutely. ❞  There was the slightest hint of a grin gracing his features,  even if the other couldn't see it,  but the way his tone was far too chipper,  it was obvious that he was far from being honest.  ❝ But honestly ?  I was getting bored stuck at patching the others up,  you know ?  Like yeah,  I'm good at that,  a pro,  but I needed a change of scenery,  the excitment of running for your life,  being more useful,  y'know ? ❞  He was rambling,  that much was obvious,  but there was a little bit of truth hidden in his words.  ❝ At least for once I'm not the one worried sick about you guys going out to find supplies. ❞

There was a beat of silence then,  a short lived one.  ❝ Do you think we'll find any art supplies at the market ? ❞  Of course he was thinking about that,  of course.  Perhaps he might try to find something for him to draw in the supermarket they were going to check up,  that was going to make him smile,  right ?  ❝ I mean,  alongside other stuff too. ❞  As if that didn't make it even more obvious what was his line of thoughts.  ❝ You should hurry up,  tho. ❞