★ In Blood, Sweat And Tears ★
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◦. Nothing stays the same ! - "In there." ◦
Season 1 Episodes 3-4All Vietnamese will be spoken in italics!!
(Example)TW: GORE, GUN USE, CHARACTER DEATH, AND MAJOR SEASON ONE SPOILERS
In Blood, Sweat And Tears
By Z3its0u
Lana was shaken awake by her mother. "Wake up, you have chores to do." Lana's mother says as she continues to shake her awake."No." Lana groans while she turns away from her mother. Lana hears her mother chuckle which is quickly followed by her mother ripping the blanket off of Lana.
"I'll drag you out of bed if I have to," Quinn warns.
Lana groans, "Fine. I'll be out in a minute."
"Perfect, Love you," Quinn says as she walks towards the exit of the tent.
"Love you too," Lana says sweetly.
Lana sighs as she sits up, silently wishing for just 5 more minutes of sleep. Lana then gets up and changes out of her PJs and into a dark blue pair of jeans and a tight brown shirt. She then quickly slips on her Converse and heads outside.
When she gets out of her tent she is met with the sight of Lori and Rick sitting close to each other, talking about anything and everything. All the kids playing, not having to worry about chores or keeping watch, unlike the adults and teens. Dale, Shane, and Jim are messing with the sports car that Glenn brought home yesterday while Glenn watches angrily. Lana smiles, Nobody is going to the city today everybody is happy and at peace. Well everybody except Glenn.
After Lana is done taking in the peaceful scenery of the camp she walks over to Glenn. She was planning to say good morning but before she could even get a word in Glenn scoffs "Look at 'em. Vultures."
"Well, good morning to you too," Lana says with a chuckle.
"Go on strip it clean." Glenn hollered to the 3 men who were tearing apart the sports car.
"Generators need all the fuel they can get got no power without it. Sorry, Glenn." Dale says while carrying a jug of gasoline to one of the generators.
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