âRight, because Iâm the problem. Not the fucking gun wielding maniac!â
âYou should know by now that the person with the gun is always right.â
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âRight, because Iâm the problem. Not the fucking gun wielding maniac!â
âYou should know by now that the person with the gun is always right.â
Chasey continue sawing through several more walkers before finally noticing the other person. She knew she should probably get out of their before she attracted more, but this was kind of fun and she wasnât all that excited to stop using her new found weapon. She was definitely keeping the chainsaw. âLetâs go!â She shouted, motioning to a space between the walkers.Â
At this point, Avery could guess that the girl didnât plan on stopping. He sent arrows at a couple other zombies, making sure to aim not so close to the girl because his aim isnât perfect. âHey!â he called to the girl. âWe need to go!â
Leave it to her to disturb a guy while he was doing his daily business. She sighed with relief as he dragged the thing away. âThank god.â She whispered to herself.
He stabbed the zombie through the temple and then let the limp corpse fall to the ground. âAre you okay? Arielle, right?â
âHate to point it out to you jackass, but i was being quiet till you came alone. Youâre the one who is making noise.â He told him under his breath with a growl.
âAnd youâre the one who forgot to bring a gun so...â He waited for a few moments and then he sighed and lifted his head to look out of the window.Â
matthew daddario being rude as hell during the facebook livechat
âYou know, just this week alone, Iâve been held at knife point three times, held at gun point two times and nearly hit by a sword. Iâm a cook â a fucking cook. How the hell does this keep happening to me?â
âMaybe you should working on not pissing people off.â
It wasnât the first time Arielle had been impulsive and made a stupid move. She had wandered out alone without bringing a weapon and now she was starting to regret it. She could hear the walker approaching before she could actually see it. She spun around to face the creature, wondering if she would be fast enough to run away this time. âI donât suppose youâre gonna walk the other way just this once?â She asked quietly, her question being answered when the walker continued towards her. âI guess not.âÂ
âWait, are you talking to me?â Avery said as he stepped out from where heâd been taking a piss. Thatâs when he saw the zombie between them. âOh.â He pulled out his knife and dragged the creature by the back of the collar away from the woman.
Chasey wasnât stupid. She knew there were too many walkers for her to take down on her own, and they were closing in around her quickly now. If someone didnât hear the commotion and come to her aid soon she would probably die out here, but at least she would die fighting. âCâmon, shitheads, letâs go.â She shouted, revving up the chainsaw she had found in a nearby shed.Â
Since the outbreak, Avery had seen a lot of strange things, but a small girl revving up a chainsaw, ready for battle, had to be one of the strangest. The chainsaw was definitely a choice weapon, though, and Avery was a little jealous. He quickly pulled back his bowstring and his arrow found a home in the head of the zombie heading for her back. He prepared to shoot another arrow.
Leave your wife, marry me!
âWhile Iâm truly flattered, I love my wife and Iâll never leave her for someone else. Feel free to fantasize about me, though. Thatâs perfectly acceptable.â
Samâs eyes narrowed as he glanced over at Avery, âYou think Iâd risk everyoneâs lives coming back here if Iâd been bit? Fuck you. I need to go get a bullet removed from my chest. Go find your wife.â
âI donât know what youâd do nor am I a mind reader, so, yeah, I did think that.â He took in a breath and left Sam to go find Fiona.
A sad expression was plastered on her face, she hated this new world, hated everything that it seemed to stand for. âMy friend diedâŚâ She mumbled. It was honestly the first person sheâd cared about and to know they were dead, it scared her that she was going to lose more people. âI donât want to lose people.â
He exhaled and shook his head at the bad news. âShit,â he said as if he could sum up everything they felt in one word. âThat really sucks. Iâm sorry.â He embraced her for a moment before hugging her tighter. âNone of us do. Iâm sorry you had to lose someone else.â
Looking up at the guy, he wiped his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. âDepends on the definition of okay really.â He pointed out. âWorld ended, people are rising from the dead, people we love keep getting killed⌠not really sure you can be okay with that.â
âNo shit. I mean, are you safe and unbitten.â
Looking up at Avery as he spoke, he rolled his eyes. âWow? Really, I did not know.â Standing up, he looked at him with a serious look on his face. âYou got a suggestion, on how to do that, iâm all fucking ears.â
âA suggestion on how to do what exactly? I didnât say anything about doing something. But it would help if you shut the fuck up.â
Fiona laughed a little. âHow could I possibly forget? I actually thought you were going to die. That was probably the worst date Iâve ever been on.â
He motioned for Fiona to give him the can of soup so he could open it. "That was the worst date I've ever been on too. And then I missed the game the next day and, that morning, the story was all over the sports section of the newspaper. Like, my mom called me after she read it in the Chicago paper. What a fucking mess that was."
As she was pulled along, Helena narrowed her eyes at his back. âYou think you can get me in?â
"Hopefully," he said and he looked back at her. "Why did they say no last time?"
Fiona set up food she had taken from the cafeteria and candles she had found on runs out on top of a cardboard box she had painted herself to look nice. She waited for Avery, playing with her lighter in her hand. When he walked through the door she smiled at him and put the lighter down. âDinner is served,â she said with a wave of her hand that made it seem like there was some grand meal planned. âCold chicken noodle soup. And for desert we have canned pears.â She picked up the unopened can of pears and grinned at him as she showed it to him.
Avery gasped dramatically. "Dessert? You're spoiling me." He folded his legs up in front of him and and shifted closer to the box, trying to get comfortable with his long legs in the way. "Do you remember that really expensive French restaurant I took you to on like our second date when I was trying to impress you? And I didn't know I was allergic to shellfish so I got hives everywhere and passed out and the hostess had to call an ambulance?" He grinned at the memory.
She shook her head. âNo, I already tried. They didnât want me.â She frowns deeply.
"Really? Why not? Let's try again." He took her wrist and started walking.