People die, they leave, they lie... But most importantly people change. Those things are the things that Thea Thomas is forced to realize after the world goes to shit.
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"Dean-bean"
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𝖳𝗁𝖾𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 over a dead walker's legs as she followed Carol and Daryl down a hallway. She managed to keep her balance and she let out a quiet huff.
The three approached a dead walker that had a machete sticking in it's head.
It was kinda like Noah-Grace's except the blade on this one was a bit bigger.
"Can I have that?" Thea wondered as Daryl grabbed the machete.
He shrugged and passed it to her before grabbing a plastic bag full of little bags of chips.
"It's them." Carol said, looking out the window, Daryl and Thea walk over to the and stand by her. A couple blocks from there they could see Grady.
"It looks like shit." Thea scoffed, shaking her head.
"The apocalypse will do that." Carol nodded.
"Alright." Daryl said. "Let's see what we see." He gives Thea and Carol a bag of chips each.
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Carol sat on the edge by the window, Daryl was standing up with his chip bag over his mouth dumping the chips in his mouth. And Thea, she was sitting on a stack of chairs eating the last of her chips.
Daryl crumbled up his bag and tossed it on the floor. H
e then looked at Carol. "You said I ain't like how I was before?"
"Yeah." Carol nodded softly.
"How was I?"
"It's like you were a kid. Now you're a man."
Thea watched the two slightly confused. "What about you?" Daryl questioned.
Carol fittled with her chips. "Me and Sophia stayed in that shelter we passed today for a day and a half before I went running back to Ed. I went home, I got beat up, life went on, and I just kept praying for something to happen. But I didn't do anything. Not a damn thing."
"Who I was with him. . . She got burned away. And I was happy about that. I mean, not happy, but. . . And at the prison I got to be who I always thought I should be, thought I should've been. And then she got burned away." She continued. "Everything now just. . . Consumes you."
"Well, hey. . . We ain't ashes." Daryl said and suddenly they heard a door closing from down the hall.
Thea quickly jumped up and followed close behind Daryl and Carol. They walked down a dark hall and heard thudding and walkers snarling.
