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sᴛɪʟʟ. ɴᴏᴛ. ʙɪᴛᴛᴇɴ.
•ᴛᴡᴅ(ɢ)
•ʟɪᴛ./sᴇᴍɪ-ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘ.
•sʜɪᴘs ᴡ/ᴄʜᴇᴍ.
•ʀᴛ/sʜᴏᴜᴛᴏᴜᴛs ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ!
ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ!
< How'd you get that scar? Lose your finger? So on and so fourth. She was used to hearing all kinds of questions.
< always being asked questions because of her age. How long have you been alone? How long have you been out here? How have you survived? >
< her eyes hidden by the shadow of her hats beak. "I'm surprised you're not asking questions. Everyone always does." Clementine admitted, >
< destination was going to be. Her eyes scanning every area they went by. The shotgun propped up onto her shoulder. Gazing over to the man,>
< A usable car sounded amazing. Stepping back a bit, she turned on her heels quickly to start walking along side him to wherever his >
The female's mocha hues just watched the Korean male in complete silence. The nod made a small smirk grow upon the ends of her brims. >
< because of all she's been through ever since this hell started when she was much younger than she is now. Though? The teenager got >
< she was strong, coming off that of course she could handle herself. Deep inside? She was more broken than anyone could ever imagine >
< so much hurt when something actually to them. Clementine has had her fair share of losing /family/. The thirteen year old showed >
< The car was so she could leave, she wasn't staying because being with people, getting attached, and letting people in? It only caused >
< Deal?" Was all she said, stepping closer to the male, extending her right hand out to him while amber spheres lighten up just a bit. >
< you just sit there with a look on your face. I'll help you get home. If you still need help, I'll help, under one condition. A vehicle. >
< expression showed. Shifting all of her weight to her left foot, she looked around the area they were in. "Get up. You can't do shit if >
< she watched the orange flare gun just crumble to pieces. A slight frown showing upon her features for just seconds before a blank >
Listening quietly, Clementine studied the way he chugged the liquid, and then began to search for something. Brows furrowing a bit when >
|| Why do you have to go and kill my heart? 😭 xitter.cf/vaiiantsniper/status/8…
