𝟬𝟯. hershel

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hapter three, hershel


While the others were away, clearing the prison, Nora was having a conversation with Hershel, about her condition, after she properly introduced herself to everyone else

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While the others were away, clearing the prison, Nora was having a conversation with Hershel, about her condition, after she properly introduced herself to everyone else. Her and Hershel, were mostly talking about what she can do to stop being in so much pain. Overall, he was just doing everything in his power to help her.

After a while of small talk, Nora heard someone's footsteps. When she turned around she was met with Glenn's face. The man instructed them to follow him, and they did as they were told.

The small group entered the building, and was soon led to one of the cell blocks. Nora wasn't paying much attention, she just quietly walked among them. She walked up the stairs and she just stood there. She felt herself zone out. She wasn't thinking of anything. Literally nothing was on her mind. She snapped out of it, when she felt someone touch her shoulder.

"Hey." Nora turned around and faced the pretty blonde girl, Beth.

"Do you...want to share a cell with me?" Nora was sort of taken aback by the girl's offer. But she accepted it, with a slight nod of her head. She wanted company and Beth looked like the best type of it. Both girls paced around, searching for an empty, half decent cell. Luckily they found one and they immediately walked in.

"Dibs on the top bunk!" The younger one called out, making Beth laugh. Nora threw her bag somewhere and just jumped on the bed, as Beth was mimicking her actions. Soon both of them drifted off to sleep. Sleep that they definitely needed.

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Nora turned to her side, as she grabbed her blanket and hid her head in it, in order to shield her from the sunlight. She knew she had to get up but she just did not want to. The girl sat there for about five more minutes, trying to enjoy the morning peace, until she was interrupted.

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