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𝟑. ❙𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬

❛ 𝑾𝑬'𝑳𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑰𝑵 ❜
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•☆.⭒✻❙ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❙✻⭒.☆•

❝ 𝐢'𝐦 𝐚 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐲𝐨. ❞

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𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒁𝑲𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑮 𝑩𝑶𝑷
𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔

❛ the kids are losing their minds ❜

        𝐵𝑂𝑇𝐻 𝐽𝐸𝑆𝑆𝐸 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑊𝐴𝐿𝑇𝐸𝑅 were slightly scared of Robin at the moment. It seemed as though she was completely ignoring the fact that she killed a man and had his blood on her hands. Robin wasn't ignoring it, she felt frozen. Her brain hadn't exactly comprehended what she had done yet. Robin never thought she'd have to hurt someone like that again, but here she was.

The two boys had trusted Robin's judgement since she seemed oddly prepared to deal with this situation. She had gathered some loose bottles that had fallen, their wallets, anything she could find that was loose in a paper bag. She had also taken money right out of the two corpse's pockets and put it in the bag. As soon as she came back outside, she saw Walter destroying footage of some sort and Jesse holding his camera.

"How's your eye?" Robin asked Jesse as soon as she got outside considering Jesse had a massive black eye from Emilio.

"It hurts." Jesse spoke obviously. Robin expected that answer, she wasn't even sure why she asked. "When we get back, put ice on it. And I have pain killers you can have. But there's only three or something, so you won't get addicted."

"Thanks." Without responding, Robin handed him the bag. He put his camera in the bag and just accepted the fact that he was carrying it now. Jesse looked over at her and saw that Robin was putting a knife that still had blood on it in her pocket and he was still pretty concerned.

"What now?" Walter asked, mostly asking Robin since she seemed to know what to do. Which, she sort of did. "Well, we either walk back miles or wait for someone to drive by and practically beg them to drive us back."

Walter and Jesse shared a look, both knowing that after the day they had, they would not be able to walk back all that way. "I suppose we could wait a while."

"We're not gonna be waiting that long." Robin spoke as she spotted someone driving down the road as they spoke. Talk about good timing. He seemed to be in some sort of tractor and Robin waved him down. Thankfully, he pulled over and they could all tell that he was severely judging the way they looked. Who could blame him? There was an older man with no pants on, a junkie with a black eye, and a girl who looked like she just rolled around in the dirt for an hour.