After the world fell, Rory didn't think anything would get better. She watched her city burn, her family turn, her house collapse...she barely made it out, but thanks to Glenn, she managed. She doesn't think the world can get back to normal, and it...
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RORY WOKE UP, yawning, her hair sticking up at different angles. The sun was barely lighting up the sky. Andrea was sleeping on a chair beside him, head hanging low. She'd probably be sore when she woke up. Andrea opened her eyes and reached towards Rory, not thinking.
Rory's eyes widened, she pulled away. Andrea sat up properly and smirked, then winced from her sore neck.
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AJ ran through the woods, feet thumping and making way too much noise. She needed to get away. Gunshots boomed way too close, and she ducked behind a tree. She heard whistling nearby, her blood running close as she shivered.
“Come on out, you can't hide forever, girl.” She recognized that voice. She's had way too many nightmares of that voice, for weeks on end.
By now, she covered her mouth to hide her deep breaths. If they didn't leave then she'd probably have a panic attack.
Strong hands latched onto her shoulders and she felt a warm breathing against her cheek. “Hello.”
“AJ?” someone shook her shoulders, and she groaned and pushed whoever it was. She opened her eyes to see a concerned Maggie, who looked down at her in concern. “You okay?” Maggie asked, and Aaj nodded as she pushed the covers off.
“Yeah, I'm okay,” AJ mumbled, too quiet for anyone farther to hear.
“What's wrong?” She asked as AJ slipped on some jeans. “You barely talk. Not to anyone.” AJ ignored her and walked past, but Maggie grabbed her wrist, AJ snatching it away. “What do ya do?”
AJ didn't give any answer. Instead, she placed her weapon in her belt and walked out.
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Glenn is weird—weirder than normal, that is. At first, Two thought he was unable to keep a secret, thinking that he was pressuring under the weight of Lori's pregnancy but it wasn't just that, and she didn't quite understand.
Dale was also weird—maybe, he might have the same secret. He was on edge, his boots tapping against the ground repetitively, adjusting his hat. That wasn't normal; Two always sense calmness from him.
All of those caused breakfast to be tense. Everyone sat around the burnt-out campfire away from the house, not wanting to get Hershel going while everyone ate their eggs.
Two looked up at T-Dog and ate her eggs. They were the best she'd had since the outbreak.
“These are good—nice and fresh,” T-Dog said. “Don't ya think, guys?”
