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Let's Walk Together
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    Parts 3
  • WpHistory
    Time 17m
Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2023
Mature
Travis Green was starting to believe that he just wasn't meant for the world. So it came as no surprise that he wasn't the angriest person on the street when hell froze over and the dead started cannibalizing the living. Living was too short of a word to describe the misery he had called home. 

Travis was contently managing on his own until his peaceful days were interrupted by an eccentric and rather annoying actor who had managed to perform his way through the apocalypse. Travis was at a loss at how Mischa had survived for as long as he had until a situation forced Travis to realize that maybe there was more to the man than he had first thought. 

Travis didn't want to get attached, but then again, when have things ever gone the way that Travis wanted?
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