| When you think you want the world one way, and then you get the complete opposite. |
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"You honestly expect me to kiss you after you killed at least twenty walkers?"
"Yes?"
"You're something else, Prise."
"But that's why you love me, Di...
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Tears falling freely from Maggie's eyes as she wipes them away and looks over the salty water over the back of her hand. Her eyes linger over the wedding ring that decorated over her ring finger and she could hear the faint footsteps and snarls of a walker. She sniffles and stays still, allowing the walker to keep walking closer to her and the tree on her back stops him. She gets up and pulls out her knife easily to stab him in the head and she just falls back down and cries more.
Digging in the dirt, and finding a worm, Daryl looks over it and placed it in his mouth to eat it. Sasha was walking down the sandy trail and looking over the boot prints that were imprinted in it. She crouches down and finds a dead frog in the path, she gets up and kicks the dirt sand mix over it while Maggie and Daryl come up to her side and look down at her from the tall hill. She meets their view and shakes her head while they walk back.
"Oh, shit." Sasha mumbled, looking over the group who was just sitting over the white van.
"It's been a day and a half. They didn't find any either." Maggie stated while Sasha furrowed her eyebrows.
"How do you know?" She asked and Maggie gave her a look.
"I know. How much longer we got?" Maggie asked her and Daryl looked over Natalie who was dying slowly in front of him. Her dark circles covering her face and her arms and legs holding any left over muscle it could get.
"Sixty miles." Sasha told her.
"I wasn't talking about that." She mumbled and the three kept waking slowly to the van, hunger and dehydration settling in.
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The engine sputters to a stop and Abraham sighs. "We're out, just like the other one." He told them.
"So we walk." Rick stated and everyone got out, grabbing their weapons and items and they made their way down the road.
Daryl looked over the group and found everyone moping around. "We're not at our strongest. We'll get 'em when it's best. High ground, something like that. They're not going anywhere. It's been three weeks since Atlanta. I know you lost something back there." Rick stated while Judith started fussing in his arms.
Natalie looked over the man while Daryl stayed quiet and the woman took a deep breath, exhaustion hitting her. "She's hungry." Daryl told him.
