Brooklyn sits with her back against the sliding door. She's breathing heavily.
You: You alright?
Brooklyn: Yeah, your just heavy.
You: Are you calling me fat?
Brooklyn: Living the way you do... No. But should you be worrying about that or your girlfriend.
You: They don't know where they are.
Brooklyn: They totally know.
You: They're fine.
The sound of gunfire pierces the night.
You: Fuck.
Brooklyn: Told ya.
She gets to her feet and walks into the room.
Brooklyn: Here you go.
She throws a knife to you.
Brooklyn: May have already used it, but it still works, obviously... It's a knife, wipe the blood off.
You see her picking up a rifle from the ground.
You: Why not give me a gun?!
Brooklyn: I only have one, and I taught you how to throw a knife, soooo...
You: Whatever.
You run past her. The sound of her footfalls trailing behind you.
Brooklyn: You're rude today.
You: I just got jumped in my sleep.
Brooklyn: Touché.
You: You know how many are up there?
Brooklyn: A lot.
You: How many?
Brooklyn: I don't Y/N, a lot.
You: We killed a lot already.
Brooklyn: Well, there's obviously more.
You enter the stair well.
You: Well, this is information that would be nice to know, Brooklyn!
Brooklyn: We're going to wing it, just like we always have.
You: Last time WE winged it, I lost an arm.
Brooklyn: Don't fucking bring that up.
You: Just trying to ruin your chipper mood so you're more likely to kill people.
Brooklyn: People or you.
You: You wouldn't dare.
You grab the door handle to the sixth floor.
You: You go first.
Brooklyn: You're the male.
You: And you have the gun. I will happily go first if you-
Brooklyn: Fuck you.
Brooklyn raises her rifle and stands beside the door. You open it and she moves in, but she doesn't shoot.
Brooklyn: Come on.
She whispers. You come in and slowly close the door to prevent it from slamming. If she's whispering then she wants to sneak up on them.
You look down the hall and see more bodies than you left. Clementine must've killed them.
You: Atta girl.
Brooklyn: Shut up.
You hear talking from the room near yours. There's two doors open; your room's, and the neighboring's.
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TWD: Dynamic (Clementine X Male Reader Book 1)
FanfictionNine years since the start. Nine years since the dead became the apex predators of the Earth. Nine years since the day that changed Y/N for the worse. Clementine has narrowly avoided her death, but it came at the cost of her leg. Now she's left wit...
