There wasn't a toilet anywhere but there was a drain on the floor in the bathroom so as shitty as a toilet it was, at least it got the job done. And to wash it down, he used the bathwater. The water was unbearably cold on your feet. Yet, you wished it was only your feet that encountered it. He has a similar feeling about it.
He gives you a small, gentle smile, and wraps his arm around you.
"Looks like my favorite sleepy head wants cuddles eh? Might as well. Let's make our last night in existence, a good confy one."
He wraps his arms around you, as you began to drift off. His warmth was almost intoxicating, as you fell into the warm darkness...
"Yvette!" You hear a woman's voice call within the darkness.. Two appear in front of you. A redheaded girl about the age of fifteen, and an older one next to her. This woman you recognise..
"Five!" You exclaim.
"Yvette.. There is something we need to tell you."
"Yes?" You reply.
"Benny will survive this war. Lady fate is certain of this, but you, on the other hand will possibly not.. He may want to fight alone, but don't let him. Be at his side. Always."
"Hey, also!" The red headed girl said after a moment.
"There is something under the bed, that will help you! He'll let you have it too."
"Why won't he?" You ask, "he doesn't seem like the type to hog weapons."
"You see, it's a gun." The red head said matter of factly.
"Hey, don't just tell her! Didn't lady fate get mad at.." The voices echoed off... You wake up, to Belt's loud snoring. Your upper back drenched in drool.
"Under the bed.. Under the bed.." You quietly mutter to yourself. You get up and go look under it. There, in the darkness, you see a black rectangular shape.
You go to pull it out from under the bed, it was a cold metal box. Engraved into it was the word EAGLE in gold or copper plate. The gray early morning light made it impossible to tell.
You open the box to see a few bullet mags and two large pistols, in a wooden and velvet case. You start to hear him stir in his sleep. Your attention goes back to the box. You glide your hand over the cold metal guns.
"Desert eagles? Aren't these like super rare guns?" You murmur, looking around.
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Leather Jacket
Fanfiction[THIS IS ONLY A FANFICTION] [Lisa The Hopeful characters belong to their respective creators and I do not own them.] Olathe, a rugged wasteland. A hard place for a woman such as you, especially when the worst possible senereo happens. What will happ...
