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Hunter walked through the apartment building, trying to navigate his way with food in his hands and music blasting from someone's apartment. He had four containers filled with food for his family.  He finally found his apartment, knowing that it was right beside the person blaring the horrible music and opened the door, and he saw Judith and RJ sitting on the ground drawing and waiting for him.

"You get lost out there?" Judith asks, looking up at him with a smile.

Hunter chuckles, "Long line in the kitchen," He crouches down and places the containers of food on the ground, this place was really shitty and he missed Alexandira, "Here you are little lady, little dude. How was your day?"

"What?" Judith asks, tilting her head closer to him so she could hear him.

"How was your day?" Hunter spoke louder, trying to talk over the blasting music.

Judith raises her brows, finally hearing what her uncle had asked her, "It was great. I made a new friend."

Hunter raises his brows as he looks at his niece, "Oh, is that right?"

"She got me a record," Judith says as she picks it up to show it to him, "You ever heard of Motorhead?"

Hunter chuckles and nods, "Yeah. Some good music."

"Uncle Hunter?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I get an allowance?" Hunter looked over at Judith. He never in his life thought he'd ever hear that question coming from her. 

"Um, we have to wait a bit till the job settles. Is that alright?" Hunter asks, "And then we can talk about it?"

Judith raises her brows, "So, we can stay?"

"Do you want to?" Hunter asks, "Even when Alexandria is all cleaned up?"

RJ lifted his head from his drawing, smiling widely, "I do!"

"Yeah?"

Judith looks between them and nods, "It's nice. I think as long as Mom knows where to find us, I want to stay."

Hunter was sure RJ only wanted to stay because of the ice cream. The first time he got it for his nephew, RJ fell in love with it. And Judith, she was making friends, understanding how the world worked before.

"Are you hearing this shit?" Rosita asks with a scoff as she walks into the apartment. She looked down and saw the three of them sitting on the ground, "I hate this apartment."

Hunter chuckles and pats the open spot next to him, "Welcome home. Where's Coco?"

"She's with Gabriel at the church. She can sleep there, not here with those assholes blaring music like that," She says, walking over and taking a seat with them.

Hunter nods his head before looking at his niece and nephew, "So, guys. We have to go to this little event tonight. You think you gonna be okay here? I could take you guys to Eziekel's or Jerry's. Up to you."


"I think we can stay here for a few hours," Judith answers, "If not I can take us to Jerry's."

Hunter nods, "You sure?"

"Yeah."

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Thing's just kept getting weirder. He was a security guard for a masquerade party. It was like he was back in Alexandria for the first time at the dinner party. But this time he wasn't allowed any of the alcohol. It was a red carpet, and there were paparazzi. It was unbelievable.

Sebastian walked down the red carpet and up the stairs where he stopped in front of Hunter. Hunter watched as Sebastian's hands came toward him. He bit his tongue to stop himself from saying anything as he fixed the collared shirt he was wearing. Sebastian patted Hunter's cheek before walking into the party.

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