Hawk eye and Sharp Shooter.

Hawk eye and Sharp Shooter.

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WpMetadataReadComplete Wed, Mar 10, 202131h 30m
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Most people carry things like guns and knife or weapons during a zombie apocalypse, but travailing with binoculars my come in handy. Jean does just that, well her full name is Geneva, but vary few people know that. Hell some people thinks she's a boy, or they would if people were around. But when she outruns a few Z's she runs into a sniper. Trying not to eaten is far from Jean's mind, she made this far. On her own, but this shooter and her can't split up once they meet. And once they run into a group of people Jean seems to mostly talk to him. That and the old guy. (Follows the show.)
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You loved Murphy and he loved you as much as you loved him. You knew Murphy your entire life, Pre-Z, as kids you knew each other. However, when he got arrested, you stopped talking. Then, the outbreak happened and you knew the prison he was in got overrun. You thought he was dead. Then, you saw him when you were with Warren, Garnet, Doc, Addy, and Mack at Camp Blue Sky. Sneak Peak I was standing next to the truck with the guy Hammond was with. He kept staring at me. Finally, I sighed and pointed my gun at him, saying, "Problem?" He looked down and I made him look at me by lifting his chin up with the top of my gun. My eyes widened and I said, softly, "Murphy?" He smiled, slightly, and said, "Hey, (Your Name). Long time no see." I lowered my weapon and I wrapped my arms around his neck, crying. I cried into his shoulder and I said, "I thought you were dead." He chuckled and said, "I thought you were too." I looked into those blue eyes of his and I kissed him, despite the bite mark on his torso, that I could feel through his shirt.

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