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𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚃𝚠𝚘, 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗: 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢
𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟶
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𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙴'𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚅
I was not a morning person. That much was clear.
I sighed as I pulled my denim overalls up my legs before I grabbed my bra and clipped it together. I put my white tank top on—eh, I'll just let the straps hang at my sides—before I exited my tent, sitting on a chair next to Daryl, Nick and Skylar as Carol gave me a plate of eggs while Shane was staring at me, biting his lip.
Oh god. Kill me. Please tell me he wasn't watching me get dressed this morning. Oh, I feel so violated.
"Uhm, guys." Glenn said as I ate. Good, he's gonna say something about the Walkers in the barn. "So..." He trailed off. He held his hands and looked at us. "The barn's full of Walkers."
We put our plates down and headed over to the barn, Shane walking up to the barn after we got there. He looked inside and stood there for a couple minutes until he finally walked back to us.
"You cannot tell me you're alright with this." Shane said, brushing by Rick.
"No, I'm not." Rick replied. "But we're guests here. This isn't our land."
I assumed that there were a lot in there. I don't know how they got them in there but this was crazy.
"He's right. It's not our choice with what happens to those things, if he's keeping them here there must be a reason." Nick pointed out, crossing his arms.
