A man entered a small house as he saw his wife sitting on a chair. He closed the door behind him before the woman glanced at her left, signaling to the man that someone else was here.
The man put his bow on a nearby table before putting his gloves on it as well. He slowly took off his jacket before a voice spoke up.
"And the gun."
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"Who the hell are you?" the man asked as he saw Joel walking closer to him, his own gun pointed at the man.
"Just someone passin' through." Joel answered the man. "Take the gun out, two fingers only, put it outta reach."
The man followed Joel's instructions before looking back at his wife. "Why didn't you shoot him?"
"The gun's all the way over there." his wife spoke up as she nodded to the direction of the gun. "He didn't hurt me, by the way."
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"Yeah, I got eyes." Marlon replied as he looked at the table in the middle, seeing a map and a few bowls of soup. "You made him soup?"
"Yeah, I did. It's cold out."
The man sighed as he sat down across from his wife.
"I'm lookin' for my brother." Joel spoke up, making the man scoff.
"Well, I ain't seen him."
"I haven't told you what he looks like."
"He look anything like you?"
"A bit."
"Then I ain't seen him."
"He's got another man with him." Florence spoke up again. "And a girl. Even a dog."
"Can I come down?" Ellie's muffled voice was heard before a soft slap. "What the fuck, dude?"
"No. Ellie!" Joel watched as Ellie ran away with Y/N chasing after her.
"Ooh-wa." Marlon spoke, making his wife chuckle.
Ellie appeared downstairs as she also pointed her gun at the man.
