𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍︶꒦꒷★꒷꒦︶

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍
︶꒦꒷★꒷꒦︶

Claire followed Rick through the grass, turning the corner of a house, where someone was hunched over the engine of a car that was parked by a tree.

As the two approached, the smell of oil hit Claire, causing her to wiggle her nose.

"Roman. Get that car working yet?"

The man laughed as a clanking of metal echoed, "You wish."

The two stopped in front of the car, and the man stood. He wore a pair of black cargo pants and a dirty white tank top, he was tall, dirty blonde hair, defined body...

"This is Claire," Claire snapped from her daze on the man's biceps, smiling at him with a nod of her head.

Really, Claire? She thought to herself as he threw the almost black rag onto the car, "Hello." He smirked, holding out his hand. The girl smiled dumbly and stuck her hand out. Roman smiled, looking down at his own hand, and Claire looked down as well, the sight of his dirty, oil covered hand making her laugh, "Another time." He said, and she nodded, dropping her hand back to her waist.

"Claire's brother, is lost, probably heading to Fort Benning, and I'm sending Glenn, Marcus and Kira with her to find them. I'd like you to join them, seeing as you have more gun training than Glenn and Marcus combined." Rick spoke, placing a hand on the hood of the car.

Roman nodded with a small smile, looking back over at Claire, "Of course. When?"

Rick sighed, looking at the slowly darkening horizon and then to Claire. "First light?"

Claire's breathing stuttered, first light was a long time, but a good sleep in an actual house might do her good. " Sounds perfect."

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