(PRE/POST- APOCALYPSE)
How did the Alexa Bliss and Finch Reece meeting go down? What happened when they first met?
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Alexa was horrified.
When the fuck did zombies suddenly exist? Because there was one right in front of her. It was gray and fragile, the skin slowly peeling off showing bleeding purple insides. The whole body was dead but alive, it was rotten yet somehow standing. Its white eyes with purple viens and a crimson streak as the cherry to top it off. this.. thing.. showed no signs of the person it once was. all it is now is the living afterlife of said person.
Alexa had nothing to defend herself with. there was no guns hidden around her house, no fancy swords or throwing knifes, nothing. On top of that, she also had little to no goddamn experience with any weaponry. its not her fault she has never encountered a zombie before. In fact, she has never really been in this type of danger before. Yeah, she was tossed around a littls bit back in intermediate school, but thats about it. Nothing worse than a bloody nose or a jammed finger. Alexas life was never in danger.
The fuck was that?
About three or four bullets bursted through her thin glass window on her right. only two hit the zombie.. square in the face.
somebody fired a gun near her.. that can only mean two things. either they killed the zombie to save her, or shes gonna die right noa because that person wants her house.
luckily, it was the first.. kind of.
A small female kicked open her blue wooden door, looking like a hunter. Shes got the brown shirt with white sleeves, straps that kept a shotgun on her back, a belt with a little pouch.. that had pocket knifes in it. Um.. she had those black boots and brown pants.. basically what you'd think a hunter would look like back then. The red haired girl looked at alexa, then pulled out her shotgun off those straps, and pointed it at her. Alexa put her hands up in surrender, her heart picking up some serious pace.
"give me one good goddamn reason why i shouldn't blow yer face off" An ireland fellow, Perhaps. She sure had the accent for it. The blonde chuckled nervously. "well uh.. cause im.. hot?" A smile struck her face out of desperation. Her ego couldnt overpower The want to stay alive. She had absolutely nothing to live for but.. she really liked breathing?
The red haired girl looked Bliss up and down, before nodding, that fierce face never giving up its look of.. well, she looked unimpressed ever since she got inside her house. "mhm. Your kind of right. Very well." The girl lowered the black gun. "finch." Was said, aithout even offering a simple handshake. "uh.. Alexa.. Alexa bliss." "Cool. anyways., wanna ride with me? and by ride i mean walk your ass everywhere because i dont have a car" Alexa was unconvinced. This stranger.. excuse her.. FINCH, just threatened to kill her.. why would she do that?
finch groaned. "i have wine that hasnt expired yet" That.. bliss couldnt say no to that. "er okay then!" She hadn't had some of that good stuff in about three weeks or so.. it was killing her! and for this girl to have some that hasnt expired is a once in about.. probably three month opportunity. "where to fincho?"
Finch shrugged. "i aint ever been to winnipeg before. I took a flight from finland, where i was on a little tour, over to toronto like, a week or so ago? and this was.. one hell of a welcome." "what was the tour for?" Alexa asked, genuinly curious. "the tour was mainly for me and my fellas to share our art round the world, but ended up doing nothin but eat. we didnt paint one thing while in finland"
this was gonna be fun.
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shut up and let me do what i want with finch
excuse my spelling, 4:00 A.M is the hour of 'lets write gay AU shit'
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