Chapter 4 | chicken man

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TW: mentions of bombing/attacks
(Shane in this is six years older than Y/n which is a pretty big age difference but as long as their both adults and there's no weird minor shit then it's all good)

Later on in the day // Y/n's POV

Throughout the rest of the day, Abby had gladly taken the task of showing me the town and even helped me out with meeting the people.

Usually meeting 28 people would've taken forever.. but thanks to the pretty female I've got with me, it went faster than it should've.

I've basically met everyone.. at least I think so..

Abby kept me away from the old hang out group, telling me to be patient when she knew that I was most definitely not.

We stepped into Marnies ranch, taking a deep inhale of the fresh hay bales and what smelt like lilac shampoo.

It was unexpected yet so comforting.

A short woman stepped out from a room behind what seemed to be a counter, she stared up at me before smiling gleefully.

I smiled back at her and waved, shaking her hand before exchanging names.

It was Marnie, Abigail had told me about her before getting to the ranch.

She seemed to remember me, just like the rest of the town..

There was a small gasp and I glanced over to where it had came from.

A small raven haired girl stared at me deeply, a bright pink to her cheeks.

Her dress was a pretty tone of lilac, embroidered darker purple flowers at the ends of her dress which ended right below her knees.

She was also wearing rubber boots.

I kneeled down next to her and gave her a flower I had picked up on the way over, patting her head.

"I-I'm Jas..." She muttered quietly.

"You're very pretty Jas"

Her cheeks grew an even deeper shade of pink before staring directly to me.

"You smell like grass.."

Uh...

"Thank you" I smiled and stood up, staring at Abby with confusion.

Was that a compliment, or an insult..?

Abby only smiled and looked away, covering her laughter of the interaction.

There was another person in the house, taking my attention away from Abby.

He hunched over a small fridge, looking for something deep into the shelves.

Abby grabbed my arm.

She shook her head no, her eyebrows furrowed with worry.

But he seemed so familiar..

"Abby I have to"

Abby stared at me for a while before finally releasing her hold on my wrist.

He didn't seem to notice my presence, daydreaming whilst he let out all the air in the fridge.

I could feel the cool air brush against the hairs on my arms.

Something about him really made me wanna annoy the guy..

I lowered myself in front of the fridge, my feet glued to the ground beside him.

"Hello!" I grinned, blue sweater guy was startled, tripping back a bit.

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