Vivienne Dixon is ten years old and alive. She knows she's alive because that's what her name means. The name Vivienne originates from ancient Rome and was used as a variant of the name Viviana. It is derived from the Latin word 'vivus' meaning 'ali...
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𝗽𝗿𝗲-𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: once again, brief tw for self harm/injury!!
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After the blood tests, we all go into another room where a table is laid out with plates and forks and other meal-y stuff. I've only even been to a restaurant once, and that was for my seventh birthday when Momma found a purse on the bus and it had a bunch of money in it.
This is more like a cafeteria, though. Not like the one at school where you have to line up to get your food. It's more like a café, I guess. I'm glad its not like at school, because if there was a table, I'd sit all by myself, but if there wasn't I'd just have to go and sit in the bathrooms because nobody wanted to sit with me.
We all sit down, and Dr. Jenner begins to pass around the food. My mouth waters just lookin' at it.
It's pasta with this green sauce which smells real nice, and also carrots and potatoes. It tastes so, so good. I'm so sick of squirrels, and my stomach is all dried and empty 'cause I haven't eaten in a really long time.
All the adults are drinking wine outta those circle cups, and me, Sophia and Carl are all drinking soda. I haven't had soda in forever. Even before the world ended, I didn't really drink all that much soda.
Dale's pouring Lori some more wine, which I think everybody has had a little bit too much of.
"You know, in Italy, children have a little bit of wine with dinner." Dale says. "And in France." he's lookin' over at Carl with a smile. "Well, when Carl is in Italy or France, he can have some then." Lori says, takin' the wine and drinkin' a real big sip. "What's it gonna hurt? Come on. Come on." Rick smiles.
All of 'em laugh, and Dale pours Carl a little bit of wine into a cup. I pull my good leg up to my chest and rest my head on it. My stomach's feelin' a little bit dizzy 'cause of all of the food in it.
"Ewww!" Carl exclaims and they all laugh again.
It's somethin' about the wine that makes everyone happy. They're all forgettin' that we're in an apocalypse where the dead are walking about tryna eat us. And more importantly, they're forgetting about Jim and Amy and Ed and the Morales' have left and also Amy's dead.
