❝HEARTBREAK IS ONE THING MY 𝗘𝗚𝗢'𝗦 ANOTHER❞
In which it no longer matters that Evangeline Waters was a hot shot lawyer with a nice apartment and the best daughter she could've asked for. Because if you don't know the right way to stab a dead...
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"You're not doing this alone," Rick said, his voice firm and resolute.
"Even I think it's a bad idea, and I don't even like you much," Daryl added, his tone begrudgingly cooperative.
"It's a good idea, okay, if you just hear me out," Glenn sighed, spreading the crude map of the local area he'd drawn on the ground. Lily, sitting on top of a ransacked desk, listened intently as her four new companions worked together on a plan to retrieve the bag of guns Rick had dropped. Well, three companions, since she wasn't counting Daryl as a friend.
"If we go out there in a group, we're slow, drawing attention. If I'm alone, I can move fast," Glenn explained, drawing their attention to the map.
"Look," he said, using a black clip to mark a spot between two buildings. "That's the tank, five blocks from where we are now." He added a piece of scrap paper. "That's the bag of guns. Here's the alley I dragged you into when we first met. That's where Daryl and I will go."
"Why me?" Daryl asked, suspiciously.
"Your crossbow is quieter than his gun," Glenn replied, using another clip to show Daryl's position. "While Daryl waits here in the alley, I run up the street, grab the bag."
"You got us elsewhere?" Rick asked, wondering where he, T-Dog, and Lily fit into the plan.
"You three will be in this alley here," Glenn said, using an eraser to show their positions.
"Two blocks away? Why?" Rick asked, clearly skeptical.
"I may not be able to come back the same way. Walkers might cut me off," Glenn explained.
"Walkers?" Lily asked before she thought about it and let out an amused huff. "Right, because they walk."
"What do you call them?" Glenn asked.
"Dead ones...because they..." Lily trailed off, shrugging as she was pretty sure they got the point.
Glenn nodded and turned back to his map. "Afterwards, we'll all meet back here."
Daryl looked down at the map and the random junk Glenn used to mark their places. It was like something out of a movie. "Hey, kid, what'd you do before all this?" he asked. Lily looked at Glenn and wondered the same thing, thinking he must've been in the army or something.
"Delivered pizzas. Why?"
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Lily stood in the alley with T-Dog and Rick. She looked down at her shoes, rolling her foot over a lone pebble as she waited.
"That all the protection you got?" T-Dog asked, looking at the kitchen knife in her hand. She only nodded, not knowing what else they expected her to have.
"A kitchen knife?" Rick asked, his concern evident.
"Not all of us were G.I. Joe before the world ended," she said, and Rick let out a small laugh, recognizing the teasing tone in her voice.
