𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚
𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙧𝙮
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Kaz's POV:
Every slight noise made Kaz's heart beat that little bit quicker. She could feel her heart thrumming in her chest. The entire situation had unsettled her. There wasn't a single thing about her position right now that didn't make her feel on edge.
The silence.
The company.
The random noises.
The silence.
The pace they were walking at.
The fact that she couldn't speed up even if she wanted to.
The location.
The silence..
The near death experiences.
The silence...
She liked silence, but not when she was accompanied by someone. Maybe she was so used to lonely silence that, now near another, the silence tricked her into thinking she was alone.
In other words, silence and company didn't go together for her. She allowed herself to suffer in this silence for a while - clearly Soph didn't want to talk, so she would respect that. After all, it was her fault the two of them were in this stupid situation in the first place.
The two of them continued to walk at an uncomfortable pace.
Forgodamnfuckssakeihatethisshitihatelifeihatefuckingeverythingandeveryoneandihatemyselfandforfuckssakethesestupidbrainlessfeatherlessfuckingbipedseverythingneedstofuckoffforoncebecausewhatinthenameofthetwelveolympiansisthisfuckingshit.
She cleared her throat, staring straight ahead.
"What's your favourite colour?"
SOPH'S POV:
Honestly, how is this human being keeping quiet for so long? Most people can't stand it, but somehow they always seem to expect me to bring up a topic, just because I'm chatty doesn't mean I talk all the bloody time. Nah fuck that, she can keep the silence if she wants-
"What's your favourite colour?"
Soph looked up, surprised.
Really? That's the best you can come up with? I'd have thought someone who decided to jump off a damn roof to reach a mall instead of taking the stairs would have some more creativity- then again, I doubt I could think of anything better but STILL. We.Are.Literally.In.An.Apocalypse. People are dying and the dead aren't deading as they're supposed to die and she asks me my favourite colour???
"That's a bit random, no?"
Actually, it's been a while since anyone asked me that, I'm kinda appreciating the whole, let's-not-talk-about-the-dead-guys approach.
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Kaz's POV:
"That's a bit random, no?"
Well, fuck.
This is exactly why I never start conversations. Like, ever.
A faint blush appeared on her cheeks. She cleared her throat again, looking down, before rolling her eyes, trying to play it off.
YOU ARE READING
Dead. Dead. Alive.
Science FictionThe 2027 Apocalypse Pt. 2, pt.1 can be found on @ThatBi_IrishGirl 's account. This book is a stand alone but it's more fun if you know the past as well. After her team fell to pieces, Soph ran. The only reason she had survived so long was because s...
