𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 \ 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 !

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moving  hannah  over  to  @endfght !!

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moving  hannah  over  to  @endfght !!

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐎𝐍𝐄 :   who  were  you  before  the  world  killed  you?

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☄ – A long hug

types of hugs .   ♡   @famlost .

     ❝     don’t  act  like  we’re  never  gonna  see  each  other  again !     ❞      lucy  latches  on  tight ,    interlocking  her  fingers  behind  hannah’s  back  and    nestling    below  her  chin .    lips  push  out  in  an  exaggerated  pout ,    in  attempt  to  make  herself    laugh    so  that  she  doesn’t    cry .    arms  squeeze  once  more ,    pulling  in  a  deep  breath  and  letting  it  out  all  at  once .    finally  she  pulls  back ,    finally  they  say    goodbye .      ❝     i’ll    e - mail    you ,    and  next  year  we’ll  be    counselors !     ❞

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                                 random  edits  of  hannah  tremblay .                       001  of  ???

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posts a new  starter call !!

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( lucy sanders ) .

                              jaw  clenches  and  she  is    irritated .    the  gun  at  her  side  is  heavy  in  her  fingers  despite  only  containing  one  or  two  more  bullets ,    tops .    was  she  so    wrong    to  be  wary  of  a  stranger  in  a  world  where  the  dead  were  walking  around  and  the  dwindling  survivors  had  begun  to    band  together    and  become  more  and  more  threatening  to    sole survivors ?                   ❝     yeah .    i’m    alone .     ❞             there  was  so  much  more  that  she  could  say :    that  she’d  only  recently  been  separated  from  her  son  and  her  husband ,    that  yes ,    it    was    so  hard  being  civil  again .    but  she  keeps  it  in ,    she  bites  her  lip  and  shifts  her  weight  from  one  foot  to  the  other .

                         ❛     there ,    i’m   not   planning   on   doing   anything             stupid ,   so if you’re not   either ,   i think we can move to the next   task at hand :   what are we going to do next ?     ❜            there are many ways that the end of this encounter could go ,   and the only one that hannah can   hope   that it will lead is peaceful ,   perhaps they would travel together to a   common destination   together !   though she has nowhere to go ,   no   place    that she is specifically working towards .            ❛     i don’t have anything to offer to   trade ,   and nothing really that you’d be able to   steal .   and you might not know me   right now ,   but safety always comes in   numbers .  ❜

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( minnie watts ) .

              she  is     gracious       nonetheless ,   sitting  on  the  ground  in  a  pair  of  borrowed  pants ,    fingers  twisting  and  tugging  at  pieces  of  grass  plucked  up  from  the  earth .      ❝    thank  you ,    again ,   you  really  didn’t  have  to .    ❞      but  there  were  still  some     good  people     left  in  the  world .    there  were  still  others  that  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  see  humanity    thrive ,    rather  than  do  what  they  can  to  tear  one  another  down .    hannah  is  gives  her  help      selflessly ,   she  had  asked  for  nothing  in  return ,     and  minnie  feels  almost    bad    accepting  such     kindness .     food  offered  had  been  eaten  in  full ,    seconds    definitely     would  have  been  asked  for      had  there  been  any .        ❝    more  than  enough .    you’re   real  nice ,   mrs .   t ,    nicer  than  anyone  else  i’ve  come  by .    ❞

                      fingers   stretch   in  and   out   to   attempt            to regain feeling in them ,   to get blood flowing to the tips again .   they hold up to the fire ,   palms out and wiggling for the   warmth .   she pushes her hair behind her ear and turns a smile to minnie ,   laughter soft and like a   sigh   at the polite name .              ❛     you know you can just call me   hannah ,     ❜        though something inside of her tells her that no matter   how many times   she reminded her of that ,   she’d continue ,   whether it was her upbringing or something she’d just   picked up ,   hannah knew certain habits were hard to   quit .   she sits back ,   settled with a thin blanket over her shoulders while her   thicker one   had been given to the red head .               ❛     but it’s my pleasure .   regardless of my ability to   help ,   i would just appreciate the   company .   not too often you come across someone kind as   yourself   nowadays .     ❜

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( kylie tate ) .

         ❛        you’re  not  going  to  kill  me  ,  are  you  ??            because  that’s  not  a  very  good  way  to  make  a  first  impression .       ❜                              ||           @flaxenlocks

                    ❛   as   long   as   you’re   not   planing   on   killing   me ,          murder wasn’t on my agenda for the day .   i’m just   passing through .     ❜

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@hrtached  liked  this   !

                      welcome   mat   lifted   and   spare   key                 picked up off of the ground and   easily   hannah is let into her sisters apartment .   their   old apartment ,   small and quaint ,   she immediately felt   at home .   feet pad across wood floors carefully ,   tip - toeing to the edge of the bed before kneeling down beside her sister .   hands raise ,   smile growing as she jumps onto the bed while shaking her shoulder !      ❛     mellie !!    get up ,    get up !     ❜        jumps up and down while managing to   not   fall on top of her ,   hannah   calms down   and pushes melissa’s shoulder   one more   onto her back for good measure .

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( alvaro tremblay ) .

                            gaze  casts  a  glance  to  maya ,    sleeping    peacefully  with  her  owl  stuffed  animal .    a  smile ,    after  her  hand  falls  and  she  shifts  he  finally  turns  around ,    putting  most  of  his  weight  on  his  elbow  and  carefully  resting  his  head  on  her  stomach .    eyes  close  to  blink  and  stay  shut  longer  than    intended ,    so  easily  put  to  sleep  by  the  calm  beating  of  hannah’s  heart .    a  wide  smile  comes  before  a  breath  of  air  let  out  as  a    laugh ,    hand  coming  up  to  rub  carefully  at  his  face .                       ❝     hate  to  say  you’re    right ,     ❞                     a    tease    right  back ,         ❝     last  time  i  made  ‘em  she  actually    spit  them  out .     ❞         with  a  grunt  he  lifts  his  body  up  and  grabs  her  pants  from  the  floor ,    setting  them  down  on  the  bed  as  he  settled  back  down  in  her  lap .

                                      she   haphazardly   and   lazily   plays   with                the ends of his hair ,    lifting a few strands and   twisting  them   between her fingers .    a spare second to just watch as he closes his eyes ,   the moment so   calm  and  peaceful   she   almost   forgets that the dead were walking the earth .    hand pushes his hair back behind his ear ,    then ,    bending her body in two to lean in and press her   lips   to his forehead.

   ❛     remind   me   to   give   you   and   maya   both   a   haircut .     ❜        body adjusts as he lays her pants beside her on the makeshift bed and his head finds her lap once again .   a   groan ,   soft and followed immediately by   quiet  laughter ,    comes out of her throat .   they should get up ,   begin getting things together so that when maya woke up they could feed her and get moving as soon as they could .          ❛     we gotta   get up ,     ❜          smile ,   hand resting gently on his shoulder and squeezing .                ❛     before maya does .     ❜

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                  hannah   sits.   legs  cross  one  over  the  other   &    body  leans  forward,   resting  her  elbow  on  her  knee.   her   look   is   soft,   lips  turned  up  only   slightly    in  the  corners.    lungs  pull  in  a  deep  breath,   chin  resting  in  her  palm  as  her   attention  turns  to  the  eyes  of  those  beside  her.              ❛   penny  for  your  thoughts ?    ❜

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i was gonna try to write n add more to my queue but i have the sudden urge to try and get to beat mewtwo in pokemon stadium so that’s probabl what i’m gonna be doing th erest of the night 

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will  i  ever  use  this  icon ?   probably  not .    do  i  have  12  others  from  the  same  scene ?     yu p .

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                       i'm  saving  up  all  of  my  strength  for  when  i  finally  fail  at  keeping  you  safe .               @famlost​ .

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                     ❛     should   be   letting   up   soon ,     ❜                arms crossed over her chest ,    teeth chewing on the inside of her cheek as eyes turn from the sky to the woman beside her .   hannah had always been a   fan   of rain ,   but in the   apocalypse   it only brought danger and poor visibility .    they’d been holed up in a small barn house for what felt like hours but was probably not even   one .   they were vulnerable ,    despite their best efforts to keep the front door closed ,    the wind somehow managed to slam it open and closed a few times before they were able to   stop it .   the noise no doubt loud enough to attract any of the   undead   that could have been around them .        ❛     even if it doesn’t   stop ,   we should probably get going   as soon   as we can .    ❜

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( brandi broke ) .

                                     modest maternity        ,        she’s too   shy   to admit she needs the    help       ,        especially now     ,     signs latent in    tender breast    and    disgusting cravings         .       she should    ,      she knows     ,    confide in a    friend——      but she’s too    scared    to    ,    because   saying it    would make it     real      ,        and     ignorance is bliss     ;     ignorance towards    skip’s death    and her    developing third              .         ‘    thank you    ,     but     .      .      .     ‘    there’s always a but     !       ‘     i shouldn’t     .     i fear that—–     that once     i let it out     ,       i won’t be able to    get it all back in    again       .     ‘   

                   much   easier   said   than   done ,            speaking the   truth   despite how much it hurt .    it had taken hannah herself   so long   to come to terms with her life ,    with everything that had happened up to this moment ,    with the deaths of everyone that she had loved .     brandi’s concerns were vaild ,    but seemingly a   moot point .    once out there was no   need   to bring it back in ,    it would become a weight lifted off of her shoulders    &    hannah’s sure she would feel better .    but   she won’t press ,    she’ll leave it be but offer   support   should she ever come to   need it .       ❛    and  they’ve   got  you.    ❜