≫ a collection of imagines for some of my favourite fictional characters and celebrities, part two.
(Gifs used are from google images, so credit to their rightful owners!)
I also post these imagines on tumblr x
summary: you and Natalie are brought closer together – because of Mari and Shauna's beef out of all things.
warning/s: mentions of violence.
author's note: the mari and shauna beef was so stupid, but i was totally on mari's side bc shauna pissed me off sm 😭 anyway, enjoy lol, one part left after this!
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It was hard to believe we'd ever make it out of winter, and yet we did. The air got warmer, the days felt longer, the leaves were returning. Spring had sprung and everything didn't seem so bad right now.
Camp was thriving, as well as it could given the circumstances. We had a system and everybody stuck to their chores and we weren't starving anymore. Berries were back on bushes, animals were returning to be hunted – Akilah had even started an animal pen. It was unreal in a way.
But I didn't question it, merely played along until rescue came. If rescue came.
One particularly sunny day, the first day that truly felt like winter was far behind us, I grabbed my hatchet and got ready to leave camp to go and collect some firewood as I always did. I'd just reached the perimeter when I heard footsteps behind me, catching up.
"Leaving without me?" It was Natalie, a smirk on her lips as she fell into step with me.
"Didn't realise we had plans," I responded with a knowing look.
She laughed. "Yeah, well I need to check some traps and thought I'd join you. You mind?"
I spread my arms out. "Wood is everywhere, so I don't have a destination."
Rolling her eyes, she scoffed. "You're terrible."
"And yet you're still here."
We ventured into a familiar trail, one that led us all the way to the lake if we'd continued upon it. But she took some detours, aiming to find the traps she'd set out yesterday. As we walked, the forest felt lighter, brighter, as if it had finally stopped holding its breath for so long.
Natalie stopped to check a trap, so I lingered nearby, using the hatchet to break off some branches for the fire. It had rained the night before, so everything was still a little damp, but nothing a bit of drying-out couldn't fix.
As I stood up, wood in hand, Natalie rejoined my side, humming thoughtfully.
"What?" I asked, noticing the way she eyed the branches.
She shrugged, eyes flickering to mine. "Oh, nothing. Just interesting choice is all."
I tried not to smile. "Interesting choice? Seriously?"
"I'm just saying, if you wanted to make a shitty fire, that's the wood you'd choose," she pointed out nonchalantly.
