Death Isn't The End
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Male Oc x The Walking Dead
Seasons: 3 through ?
Ace Valencia though it was ironic that he of all people had be stuck in a fucking prison when the world went to shit. Ya see Ace wasn't someone who went to prison. He was a good guy in his opinion. Well as good as any guy could get.
He just happened to be caught dealing weed to willing underaged kids. He didn't think that was something to be put in prison for. His response was, "They bought willingly! I didn't force 'em. Lock them up not me you assholes!"
He had only been in prison a month when him and five others were pushed into a tiny kitchen and locked up for god knows how long. However god had mercy on him and he just so happened to be carrying his new stash of weed, one of his buddies had smuggled into the prison to give to him.
He honestly didn't mind be stuck in the kitchen. Well he was high half the time since who gives a fuck. And he wasn't starving either. The one this he did mind was the people he was stuck with. God were they stuck ass's to deal with. Always telling him to sober up and to open up. He really wanted to stick that gun the one dude had up his ass for trying to boss everyone around. That never happened though since he had a gun but still.
Anyways when he wasn't high he was thinking. Thinking about his past, his family, his boyfriend and well why the fuck they've been stuck in that damn kitchen for maybe a year give or take. Regardless of the reason he just wanted to be let out. He want to see his boyfriend and family. If they had visited then he probably won't be locked up still.
So he figured something had happened with either the world or his family. Just cause he's high all the time doesn't mean he is clueless or slow. He is actually smart surprisingly enough; he just chooses not to be majority of the time.
That's what he did half the time till some random people busted through the door and chopped a leg off some grandpa.
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