❝ there's no point in surviving this world if we don't have each other. ❞
IN WHICH a group of survivors navigate their way through a desolate world filled with the walking dead.
the walking dead season 2 - ?
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 ︶꒦꒷★꒷꒦︶
Claire pointed at the cars in front of them, gesturing to Roman that they were pulling over. He slowed to a stop on the side of the road behind the red truck, each vehicle coming to a stop.
Claire, Marcus and Roman exited the Saturn, the others filing out of their respective cars as well to gather near Daryl's bike. "You out?" Daryl asked Rick, stepping off his bike. Claire crossed her arms as she approached them, "Running on fumes."
Maggie approached as well, "Well, we can't stay here."
Roman sighed, gesturing back to their car, "We're gettin' close to red, too. And we can't all fit in one car." Rick nodded, turning back to everyone, "We'll have to make a run for some gas in the morning." Claire frowned, stepping forwards, "We're gonna spend the night here?"
"I'm freezing!" Carl pouted, Lori rubbing his chest in an attempt to keep him warm, "We'll build a fire, yeah?" Claire frowned, peeling the hoodie off her body and stepping towards Carl, "Arms up, stink." Carl giggled, lifting his arms above his head. Lori smiled at Claire as she slipped the cotton over the boy, Thank you, she mouthed, and Claire nodded. "Better?" She asked, smiling down at the hoodie that engulfed his small body, "Nice and warm. Thanks, Claire." She ruffled his hair with a smile, crossing her arms again to keep warm.
"You go out looking for firewood, stay close." Daryl nodded at Lori and Carl, "Only got so many arrows, how you doin' on ammo?" Daryl checked his bag of dwindling arrows. "Not enough." Rick mumbled, Maggie inhaling deeply and stepping forward, "We can't just sit here with our asses out all night."
"Watch your mouth," Hershel scolded, pointing at Rick, "Everyone stop panicking and listen to Rick,"
"Alright, we'll set up a perimeter." Rick turned towards the group, "In the morning, we'll find gas and some supplies. We'll keep pushing on."
