Salvation. The Walking Dead: Season Five.

Mark Your Graves - Part Two.

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An hour or so later Minnie and Lilly had cleaned off two bottles to themselves. Somewhere along the way the rest had found themselves joining in.

Ryan and Sophie hadn't taken much convincing and Violet had only relented with a little push from Clementine, who had assured her that by nightfall they would be more than sober enough to have their wits about them.

Violet had at first pledged that she would only partake with a few mouthfuls but once the mood lightened enough for laughter to start she found it impossible not to want the same feeling of weightlessness.

Louis had taken things slower with his 'paint stripper' but had also just let the last drop touch his tongue before flinging it out of the cavern blindly.

"You know how your head spins when you're drunk? Well, what if you're actually just feeling the earth literally rotating, you know? Like- the alcohol slows your brain down enough to experience it?" He pondered aloud, head back and staring down the rocky cieling above.

Lilly damn near spat the contents of her mouth out in reaction, catching it in enough time that it instead seeped down her chin. So much for her handling her liquour.

"You kids really are something else. How old even are you all?" She said, wiping it away.

"I think we're all sixteen to eighteen. Besides Ryan and the kiddies of course." Louis replied.

"Okay, well while you're pondering the workings of the cosmos. I've got something for you to wrap your head around. We're in the zombie apocalypse, right? And generations are designated different letters that correspond to their, well, birth decades. You following?"

It seemed clear to Clementine that he'd been left by the wayside already but he nodded anyway for her to go on, and she did after another swig.

"I'm generation X, for instance. Then we had generation Y, and then we had you guys. The last generation to be born before said apocalypse. Generation Z...." Lilly let this revelation hang there until one of them clicked.

"Z for Zombie." Sophie said, doe eyed due to the alcohol. Her cheeks had become rosy, offsetting her otherwise pale complexion.

Louis' eyes widened at this statement. Clearly in awe through his intoxicated state. Minnie too had been astounded somewhat comically.

"Holy shit. That's fucking deep!" She said, her eyes starting to become bloodshot at the edges. They all delved into stifled laughter where they would normally find this information quite disturbing.

Clementine felt a tap on her shoulder and released her hand from Violets to turn around. "Yeah, kiddo?"

AJ was holding some of his drawing penicils out in his palm. "I'm missing some." He said, clearly peturbed. "I had more than this!"

"Well, check in my backpack, maybe they slipped down to the bottom?" She proposed.

"I already did that, Clem. I can't find them in there. I need the blue one to colour in my sky!" He said, sadly, his bottom lip starting to droop. It was nice to see AJs troubles being so insignificant compared to what usually made him sad.

"Well, kiddo, maybe we left them behind on the rooftop? We had to leave pretty quickly after all... they could have fallen out of my bag, or you left them out before sleeping? I'm sorry, AJ." She finished, everyones laughter ringing in her ears behind at whatever subject they were on now.

AJ gave a melodramatic sigh at this information and nodded sadly before he walked off to plonk himself back down next to Tenn who had gained enough recouperation to be able to sit and draw pictures.