Heart of Stone Chapter Four: Where one ends, Another Begins
~Summary: Joel's temperament will probably be the death of him. Even with his walls up so high, you still are tender with him. He fights with himself even more because of this, still wondering why he is so drawn to you.
~Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader
~Words: 3k
~Warnings: some slight similarities to the show that I thought would fit (I do not own the copyright), cursing (if that bothers you), mention of death, mention of cheating, (there are others I'm sure, but I can't think of them of course)
~A/N: So since it took me so long to do the other chapter, I thought I'd post this early. I also feel a lot better to write too. Also, this is a long one. I don't know how I was able to write this much, usually, I don't lol. I have some ideas for other fics as well. So I'll be posting those next too.
Previous Chapters: ~Chapter Three
The city was a lot rougher than Joel remembered from the last run over a year ago. A lot more buildings had fallen, more overgrowth of the various plants, and fewer clickers than he remembered. The lack of clickers and runners put him on edge.
“You doing okay back here?” You had asked him, slightly removing him from his thoughts.
“Yeah” He grunts in response avoiding eye contact.
“Okay, just checking.” You say with a brush of annoyance.
He knew that he wasn’t making a good impression on you. Not like it was a priority though. Honestly, he probably would have rather you stayed back at the QZ. You being here meant that there was another person to have to worry about. He didn’t want that. Ellie was so all over the place for him that she alone created enough concern for safety on this trip.
And, you still had his jacket, from the night it rained, tied around your waist now. Which annoyed him only slightly. He didn’t want the jacket back by no means. You looked too good in it when you put it on last night. Joel even found it adorable when you tried brushing out the wrinkles that had been there forever. But, he felt that he shouldn’t have given it to you. It made it hard for him to concentrate on the surroundings in front of him. However, out of not wasting time, he gave you his. But damn, when you put it on… There was something about it. It was just a jacket. But you, in his clothes? He wanted more of it.
Joel realized his mind was wandering more than he wanted it to after that little interaction you gave him. Come on Joel, focus. He adjusted his shoulders and his hand placement on the gun. Walking along the downtown Boston streets, he looked to the left and to the right. Scanning the surroundings. When he looked in front of him he saw the connection you were making with Ellie. He hoped for your sake that, you weren’t getting too attached. Nevertheless, when Ellie found that joke book you two couldn’t stop giggling. Joel wouldn’t dare tell a soul, but he liked the sound of your laugh. It lingered in his mind, bouncing around in there like it was a boomerang, echoing in his ears.
Joel still couldn’t understand how you had such a hold on him. He felt disgusted with himself for thinking this way about you with Tess still being an obligation to him. One thing Joel vowed to himself was that he would never cheat. Joel did like Tess, and liked what she could give him. But it didn’t feel like it was enough anymore. Joel began to realize that his feelings for Tess weren’t strong enough anymore. He knew that before he could even think about getting to know you more, he’d need to break it off with Tess. He felt drawn to you, since the day he went to meet Tess after her shift and Joel did want anything to get in the way of getting to know you.
Joel looked to the front of the line that had formed between the four of you. Tess is taking point. She looked back at Joel with a blank expression. He knew she was still frustrated with him after what happened at the museum. Ellie got scratched. He felt that he had the right to question whether or not he was putting himself in danger by taking her. Just because some kid says something, doesn’t mean it’s true. But Tess got annoyed, saying “Can’t you just take the win?” He wanted more than anything to take what good he could, but something seemed off.
Joel only realized that Tess had fallen back and you had taken point after Tess tried talking to him.
“Hey, did you hear me?” Tess questioned.
“Huh? Oh, no.” Joel replied
“I asked if everything was okay with you.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m good.”
“You just seem… distracted? Maybe? I don’t know. You just haven’t acted like this before.”
“I’m good Tess, really.” Joel tried convincing her.
“Tell me. What’s really going on? Does this have to do with her? Do you like her or something?” Tess questioned flatly, “If you do, just tell me. It’s not like we were exclusive.”
“Let’s talk later. Now really isn’t the time for something like this.” Joel sighed. He’s not trying to prolong the inevitable. He’s not the type to string someone along. He just needs to be able to keep everyone safe and having conversations like these wasn’t going to help anyone keep a clear mind. Tess sighs and walks back up to the front to take point.
By now, Joel knows they are close to the capitol building. As he scans the area again he sees plenty of Firefly symbols around. There are barricades up and barbed wire wrapped around planks to create small forts. They come up to the end of a street as they take a left.
There it is the Capitol Building.
Joel catches up to Tess and he takes point. He leads them halfway up the street where they stop behind a yellow Volkswagen Beetle. Joel watches for a second. It’s quiet. Too Quiet.
“Where are they?” Tess whispered Joel.
“I don’t know. Stay here.” He replied
Joel felt all three sets of eyes on him as he moved towards one of the big transport trucks. He made his way slowly and once he got there, open the passenger door in a swift motion, immediately pointing the gun into the cabin. Joel knew something must've gone awry. He saw blood spatter all over the seats and windshield. He turned around. Making his way to the other side of the truck.
“Stay there” he mouthed to them.
A foul stench met his nose as he moved to the driver's side of the vehicle. Joel brought his guard up even more once he saw the body lying halfway under the truck. Sprawled out with a used fire extinguisher over their flattened head. Joel grimaced at the sight. He was never going to get used to it. But he pushed on, making his way to the back of the truck where the latched doors were. He didn’t hear the noises of a clicker or a person, but that also could mean nothing. Joel slowly unlatched the door and swung it open.
Nothing.
“Joel?” You called for him.
“Everything’s fine,” Joel replied.
“What the fuck is going on?” Tess asked
“I don’t know,” Joel told her.
“They went inside” Ellie states from behind him.
Joel looks to where Ellie is and sees the trail of blood. Joel or you don’t have time to react before Tess is grabbing Ellie by the wrist forcefully. Pulling her into the building.
“Tess!” Joel calls out
“Come on!” Tess yells back.
Joel and you run after her. Tess has already opened the doors to the building before Joel or you even have time to make it up the stairs. You both walk in and see the wreckage. Bodies lying everywhere. Boxes and cargo rummaged through.
“This had to be FEDRA,” you tell Joel. Joel nods in agreement.
“What the fuck? Something has to be here. Something, come ON!” Tess yells as she is rummaging through everything.
“Give it up Tess, we're done,” Joel tells her.
“Ellie, where did Marlene say she was taking you?” Tess asks, totally ignoring Joel.
“Uhh, I don’t know somewhere out west,” Ellie replies.
“Then one of them has got to have something right?” Tess begins patting down the cold bodies.
“Tess, there isn’t anything you can do,” You tell her, “You did everything you could.”
“Joel, Are you going to help?” Tess asks ignoring you now as well.
“No! I’m not going to help because there isn’t anything more for us to do. It’s over” Joel explains.
“It can’t be over,” Tess says getting up to face him.
“We have to go home,” Joel tells her.
“That’s not my fucking home!” Tess yells, “I’m staying here. You know our luck had to run out sooner or later.” She says more calmly now.
“Shit,” you say.
“Fuck” Ellie says, “she’s infected.”
Joel turns to Ellie in disbelief. Why would she say something like that? Tess is too careful to get infected. But there’s silence from Tess. Joel turns back to look at Tess. Tears are welling up in her eyes. He looks down at her hand to see it shaking uncontrollably.
Oh, fuck. Ellies right.
“Let me see,” Joel asks. Tess doesn’t move. “Let me see!” He yells now.
Tess grips her fingers around the right side of the collar of her shirt and jacket, pulling it to expose the scratch she has. Joel can’t believe his eyes. It’s already dark red.
How did he miss this? How did she keep it from him? Did this happen back at the museum?
“Oops, right,” Tess says taking a step toward Joel. Joel makes eye contact with her now. Tess tries to walk up to him but out of fear, Joel takes a step back from her. There’s no fucking way this could happen.
“Take your bandage off Ellie,” Tess says. She walks over to her and pushed up the sleeve of the jacket.
“Look, Joel, you see this. This is proof. She’s immune. I got this 2 hours ago and it’s already worse.” Tess tells him, “Take her to Bill. He’ll know what to do.”
“No, there’s no way I can do that. They won’t do it. You know Bill” Joel tells her
“Yes you can and they will.“ Tess reassures.
“No, I can-“ Joel gets cut off by Tess.
“Just do it, Joel! I have never asked you of anything, much less feel the same way about me. You need to do this for me. Please it’s the last thing I’ll ever ask of you Joel” Tess pleads. Joel feels a jab in his heart when Tess tells him this. He feels more guilt than ever now.
Suddenly a truck pulls up. Joel sees you run to the window to take a peak.
“It’s FEDRA” You them.
“I’ll hold them off. Just go!” Tess tells Joel and the other two.
Tess begins spilling gasoline all over the floor. Joel can hear the crash of the bins and the smell filled his nose. He swiftly grabs Ellie by the forearm and pushes the small of your back to indicate that you guys need to run. You turn to the doors that were behind you. Opening them to let Joel and Ellie through. You run ahead of them looking for the exit as Joel tries to pick up the pace with Ellie fighting against him.
“No, Joel! Don’t leave her!” Ellie yells.
Ellie fighting his grip only makes him hang on tighter. He makes sure to catch up to you, following you through the back doors of the capitol building. You push them shut to slow FEDRA down. But, Joel knows that it won’t matter. He knows what Tess is about to do. Ellie isn’t fighting him anymore, but running ahead in between the short distance of you and him. You, Ellie, and Him make it far enough out to be considered safe-ish. Then…
BOOM!
Joel grabs both you and Ellie to crouch down. In the same instance, Joel turns to look behind him. Flames billow out from the building at all sides, anywhere the fire can reach oxygen. Painful cries from within the building are heard. Joel doesn’t know what prompts him but he turns to look at you. Tears are building up in your eyes. Another jab at his heart surfaces. He knew he would never want to see you like this again. However, he turns around and walks on. Leaving you and Ellie to stand there in the horror of the events that just happened.
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A day had passed and we are barely out of Boston, just now getting into the suburbs. Joel is acting completely numbed and shut down after what happened with Tess at the capitol building. He’s talking less, not like he did much before, and he is much more cautious. Now more focused on getting Ellie out of his life. I had tried talking to him yesterday, maybe taking his mind off things.
“Hey, I just want-“ I began to tell him.
“You need to take point” Joel harshly interrupts making no eye contact with you.
He hasn’t spoken a word since then, only communicating in hand signals if he hears something or when he asks for the map. I’ve made sure to keep point, definitely avoiding going and talking to him again. I wanted to be there for him. I already miss Tess too. She was as close of a friend as I had gotten in the last year. It hurt me to avoid him like this. But, from what little I knew about Joel, I got the understanding that it was probably good for him that it be this way for now.
Walking our way through the suburbs of Boston, we made stops at a few houses to get some supplies, definitely some food. We were running out already because neither Joel nor I brought enough food for any trip longer than a day. I was starving. I was trying not to think about it because the more I focused on it the hungrier I felt.
While being at the front I made sure to keep my head up looking around. Checking my surroundings. Occasionally catching a glimpse of Joel because I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to make sure he was okay. I felt the need to look out for him since he was looking out for us. I go to take a peek at Joel out of the corner of my eye. This time when I go to look over at Joel, he is stopped. He turns to look at me.
“Let’s look through this one.” Joel gestures to the house he’s in front of.
With most of the other houses looking like they had been bombed, I’m Joel wanted to check if there was anything good. We make our way into the house. Going through the front door there was an opening to the living room to the right and stairs to the left. A somewhat long hallway connected to the kitchen. Joel goes to move down the hallway.
“Check the upstairs.” Joel directed.
I pull out my gun and make my way up slowly. At the top of the stairs is a hallway with rooms. The first door is closed, so I brace myself to the right of the door, taking the handle slowly and turning it. When I open it, I point my gun in.
Nothing.
It was just the bathroom. I check the rest of the rooms. Going through all of them, looking for anything useful. More weapons, bullets, maybe some medicine. I found myself in the master bedroom looking through the drawers. I could hear light footsteps making their way closer to me. I look up to find Ellie going into the kid's bedroom. I keep searching around when I hear Ellie getting excited.
“No way! I found another one!” Ellie said enthusiastically. I’m guessing it had to be one of those comic books. I kept looking for something, anything. With no luck, I go to walk out of the room. I run into a familiar chest. Again.
“We’ve got to stop meeting like this” I joke sarcastically with Joel. Maybe trying to chip at his
There is no space between us when I look up to make eye contact with him. He’s looking down at me. I can see his brown irises clearly.
“Did you find anything?” Joel asks me, not breaking eye contact. I can see him searching my eyes.
“No,” I tell him almost meekly, “But I think Ellie did,” I say gesturing to the room behind him.
Joel turns to go to the kid's room. It’s decorated with dirty trophies and faded ribbons from various sports. Basketball, softball, soccer.
Man, this kid was active.
Pictures of teams were plastered all over bulletin boards. I turn to look at Joel. I watched him as he looks around the room for a second. I see a twinge of pain come across his face.
Out of all the places, why did this affect him?
I could tell Joel wanted to get out of there. He moves past me with determination to leave.
“Come on, Ellie. We got to go.” Joel tells her as he bushes by swiftly.
Ellie goes first to leave the room. I go after her. When we make it down the stairs and Joel, with his back to us, is waiting on the front porch. His silhouette looks intimidating and inviting all at the same time. If Ellie wasn’t here you might’ve made a move. But now isn’t the time for that kind of thing. Ellie makes her way around him and goes down the stairs of the porch. Before he takes his first step, I come up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. He almost flinches at the touch. His head turned in my direction.
“Look, I know you don’t want to talk to me. But, I’m here.” I tell him looking directly into his eyes.
He gently nods his head, keeping eye contact. After that, I move to catch up to Ellie at the end of the sidewalk.
“Looks like you got some reading to do. Huh?” I ask her.
“Yeah, I can’t wait to start reading this. It’s the next one in the series too.” Ellie says excitedly.
“Let me know what happens”
I walk ahead to lead the way. We still had a long way to go and it was going to get dark in the next couple of hours. I wanted to make sure we at least made it to the city limit of Boston. This trip was going to be a long, tiring one.
Hopefully, I can get Joel to warm up to Ellie in the least. Doing that will make these things easier. I’m sure time will tell if they get along. Maybe I can convince Ellie to tell him some of those puns from the book she found. Some of them are actually funny. Maybe Joel will think the same.
~Summary: Ellie is now in the hands of Joel, Tess, and (y/n). While Tess goes to do her thing, The other three wait in the apartment. When she comes back though, it's go time.
~Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader
~Words: 2.2k
~Warnings: some slight similarities to the show that I thought would fit (I do not own the copyright), cursing (if that bothers you), slight (kind of maybe) sexual tension(??), Violence, mention of weapons, (there are others I'm sure, but I can't think of them of course)
~A/N: This one took a minute, had a bit of writer's block and was sick there for a minute :( But here it is now! Let me know what you think!
Previous Chapters: ~Chapter One ~Chapter Two
Next Chapter: Chapter Four
“We’re here” Joel states as he opens the door. He motions for Ellie to go through and then me. I walk through the door into the pretty much open space with the kitchen to the right and a little dining table in front of me. To the left is the “livening room” which holds a couch and a couple of chairs by the window. In between the chairs is a dresser with a radio on top. Joel moves around from behind me and heads straight for the couch. I make my way to a chair by the window. Tess didn’t come back to the apartment with us. She went to get supplies for the trip we were now having to take and scope out the best route to stay hidden.
“What are you guys doing?” Ellie questioned still standing by the kitchen table.
“Killing time” Joel stated as he laid down and adjusted the only pillow on the couch. He laid with his feet towards me.
“Doing the same” I stated as well.
“Well, what the hell am I supposed to do?” Ellie had exasperated.
“I am sure you’ll figure that out” Joel and I told her in unison. I grinned at our synchronicity.
Ellie clearly didn’t like that answer. She made her way for the chair by the window. When she made it, she threw her backpack on the ground and plopped in the chair, and moved so she was facing the window. I watched Ellie as she looked around. She seemed very curious about the space. She seemed to be looking at the detail of everything. The way the walls looked dirt washed and old or the way the curtains didn’t match, not like they had to in times like these. One curtain even had a big rip in it which made a bright spot on the wall adjacent to it. Most of the furniture looked taken care of for the most part. None of that matched either. I was also curious about the space, more curious about the ways in which Joel and Tess lived here, but I didn’t want to inquire too hard.
“So how did you end up with them?” Ellie whispered, seemingly being mindful of Joel trying to sleep.
“They needed help with another run which, by the way, led us to you” I whisper back her.
“That didn’t really answer my question” Ellie stated.
“I met Tess first, about two months ago when I got here” I explained.
“So you’ve only been in the QZ two months? How did you survive out there on your own?”
“I wasn’t on my own, I had a family. Things happen out there though and family doesn’t last long” My whisper trailed off.
“Well, you guys know what you are doing right? Like you what to do and where to go?” Ellie asked. I could see some fear on her face.
“Yeah, of course,” I tell her. If I was honest, I’m not sure we do.
Some time had passed and by now it was pretty dark. However, even with some daylight from earlier Joel was asleep in no time. He was mumbling all these random things in his sleep. I even heard him say a name, not one I could make out. I decided to get up and look around for a book or something to read. I make my way over to the built-in bookshelf across from where I sat in the chair. The bookshelf had only a handful of books on it. I grabbed Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky. It seemed interesting enough. I sat back in my chair, my feet hanging over the armrest and my back against the other, and read the first line:
“One sultry evening early in July a young man emerged from the small furnished lodging he occupied in a large five…”
On second thought maybe Crime and Punishment wasn’t my cup of tea. I needed something to pass the time, though. I kept my eyes on the book trying to get into the story, but I couldn’t help myself from looking at Joel. He had stopped mumbling. Maybe I looked at him out of worry that he had stopped breathing or maybe I looked out of wonder at who he is. I’m not sure which it was, but when I looked I saw the slow rise and fall of his chest it eased the worry that I potentially had. I watched for a bit longer admiring the color of his shirt. The Blue denim button-up shirt looked good on him. My eyes shifted to his face and I could see every line and scar that lay upon his face. The lines had carved worry and stress permanently into his features. Beneath those lines and scars, he looked peaceful, like he didn’t have a worry in the world. I’m sure he has many though. His hair was still slightly wet from the adventure in the rain we had on the way back here. It looked messy but kept. Grey but, still shows lots of brown through it. I could feel myself wishing for him to feel as peaceful as he looked when he awoke.
I went back to the book, I didn’t need Ellie catching me looking at him. But my eyes still flickered between the words and his position on the couch. I saw a slight change in his face as my eyes flashed to him for the millionth time.
“Y/n” Joel moaned quietly.
My heart skipped a beat. I shot my eyes away from Joel as quickly as possible. I brought the book up closer to my face to hide the blush that was forming.
“Did he just say your name?” Ellie asked looking from him to me.
“Um, maybe. I don’t know. I wasn’t listening” I told her from between the pages. Even though I knew. I knew what he just said. And the way he said it.
“I’m sure you weren’t” she stated sarcastically under her breath. Shit, she definitely saw me.
A sudden inhale comes from Joel’s direction. He had laid there for a second before sitting up a little and looking around.
“You talk in your sleep,” Ellie told him.
Joel sits up all the way so that his feet are planted on the floor, ignoring Ellie’s comment and probably completely unaware of what he just said. He rubbed his eyes and his shoulders. His face scrunched in pain.
“Look like the prince got his beauty rest,” I say to him. Joel shoots me a look.
“Almost didn’t with all your talking earlier” Joel shoots back. Tess comes through the door as soon as Joel finished his sentence.
“I got us some food for this trip. Enough for maybe a day if needed. I checked out the route and the guards are pretty light going in the west direction. Looks like we should be good too.” Tess tells us, “make sure you guys grab jackets, the storm is getting worse.”
“I'm going to head to my apartment to get mine” I state.
“No sense in doing that. We need to leave sooner rather than later” Joel tells me, “Just take this one.” He tosses a weathered dark green, heavy material, but light windbreaker at me.
“Thanks,” I tell him. I pull the jacket over my head. In doing so, I was engulfed by the smells of him. The scent of clean leather and whiskey stained my nose. I wished I could smell this forever. But, without being granted that wish, I got my head through the top and adjusted the jacket to my liking. It was a little big, considering. I looked down at the front of the jacket. It was ruffled in all sorts of weird ways so I flattened the wrinkles. I looked up once I was satisfied and made eye contact with Joel who was not making eye contact with me but defiantly was looking. He seemed to of had a slight smirk on his face. One undetectable unless you were looking at him, Tess and Ellie were preoccupied so they didn’t even notice. I couldn’t tell if his smirk was an “i-think-you-look-so-damn-good-right-now” or “god-how-many-times-will-she-do-that.” Either way, I didn’t want to care enough to figure it out, especially with Tess nearby.
We made our way out of the apartment and onto the street. We kept our heads low, and Ellie kept her’s lower. The rain was pouring down harder now as if that was possible. We had made our way through back alleys and almost secret passageways. In no time we were on the outside of the QZ. In some ways, I was thankful to be on the outside. It was a dreadful place to be, but the pang of sorrow in my chest was sudden as the memories of my family flashed through my head like a slide show. I missed them, but there was no time for those feelings. I had to stay focused.
Joel had led us to a spot to stop where we had to crouch behind barricades to stay hidden from the FEDRA soldiers who were patrolling the area. Truck after Truck went by, and I was surprised they didn’t see us. Big spotlights from the trucks were panning the area as they went by, making it seem almost impossible to get around the decrepit inner-city neighborhood.
“Ellie you need to stay behind Joel, you follow his lead to a T” Tess told her sternly.
“Yeah, of course. I just can’t believe were actually here!” She said with enthusiasm, “I mean look I am actually outside of the QZ!”
“Keep your voice down, we don’t need to be drawing attention to ourselves” Joel hushed her, “We’re going to go around the outside of all of this, stay behind me and we’ll stay in the buffer zone.” He said while looking at Tess.
Joel went first maneuvering around cars, under broken pieces of buildings, and over concrete barricades. When he moved, he did it with grace and effortlessness. I moved behind him, and Ellie behind me. Tess took up the back.
“We’re almost out. We just need to get another 500 feet to that fence” he pointed out a large barbed wire fence in the close distance. I nodded my head, making eye contact with him under the dark hood of the jacket. He looked away quickly, so as to not hold a gaze. With one swift motion, we were moving quickly behind him again. Again maneuvering around cars, under broken pieces of buildings, and over concrete barricades. We went fast and got to a place behind a building away from the FEDRA soldiers. The building was right by the opening of the fence that we needed to go through. Joel was about to move when…
“Stop! Don’t move any further!” A man yelled.
I could the shadows on the ground for the bright flashlight behind us. We all turned slowly. Quickly enough, I made out the FEDRA uniform.
“Are you kidding me, man? I told you to not be out tonight” The FEDRA soldier told Joel, “Everyone get on your knees” he directed to the rest of us.
“Let us go and we’ll give you half of what we make from this run,” Joel stated evenly as he got on his knees.
“Half? Nah man, all of it. And all off for the pills too” Pills?
The FEDRA soldier went behind us to begin pricking our necks to scan us. He scanned Joel, clear. He scanned me, clear. He goes to scan Ellie and she fights back. Ellie spins around and kicks his knee in.
“Ah!” The FEDRA soldier yells, “What the hell?” He slams Ellie back to the ground.
Joel gets on his feet and turns immediately to face the soldier. The soldier picks up his gun and points it at Joel.
“Look, man, you don’t have to do this,” Joel tells him with his hands up.
I watch in horror as these events play out. I watch Joel walk closer and closer to the soldier. I could see his eyes squint from being blinded by the flashlight coming from the soldier's helmet. I help Ellie up, I get her to her feet when I hear a change in the soldier’s voice.
“I sure as hell do now”
As I hang on to Ellie, I see Joel laugh at the soldier. Joel disarms him faster than I’ve ever seen. Tossing the gun to the side, Joel beings ramming his fist into the soldier’s face one after another. Joel was almost to the point of killing him. Seeing Joel like this should have caught me off guard, but I almost expected it from him. Seeing this kind of violence though, frightened me. Violence was no stranger to me, but seeing Joel do this was something different.
“Joel” Tess Yelled.
Joel stopped and turned to Tess. I saw the screen. Red. Infected. I let go of Ellie from my embrace.
“I swear, I’m not infected” Ellie began pleading, “Look, see. My arm. It’s 3 weeks old.” She rolled up her sleeve, showing the evidence on her skin. A bite. But, It looked healed?
“We have you Surrounded!” A different FEDRA Soldier yells. The commotion of guns clicking and vehicles heading in our direction get louder.
“We need to go,” Tess tells us.
We all make a run for the fence. Tess Grabbed Ellie by the wrist and pulls her to the opening. Tess goes first, then Ellie, then Joel. I go through last barely making it through without tearing the jacket.
~Summary: It’s a new day. Joel couldn’t ignore the feeling. He knows her from somewhere. He just can’t figure out where. Tess is hurt and it leads them to need (y/n)’s help. When they try to find the guy, they meet another friend.
~Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader
~Words: 1.5k
~Warnings: Mention of sex, some similarities to the show that I thought would fit (I do not own the copyright), cursing (if that bothers you), idk what else...
~A/N: I feel like idk what I’m doing lol, I hope you like though!
Previous Chapters: Chapter One
Next Chapter: Chapter Three
Joel stood in the the entry way of the bedroom. His hands on his hips looking down at the floor. He kept shaking his head, like some past memory of her would arise out of know where and appear in the forefront of his brain.
“Where the heck have I seen her before?” Joel question out loud. He knows her from somewhere. It was like this energy he couldn’t shake. He remembered how her eyes looked inviting. Like a place that felt like home. Like Texas. Like Tommy. Like Sarah…. He thought about they way her hair looked messy but still put together. Like she had just got it done or something. It was beautiful. It was hard not to see the beauty in her. He wanted to think about he all day long.However, it felt unfair to Tess to think about (y/n). Tess was everything he needed in a post outbreak partner. She was resourceful, smart, and gave him some of the best sex since the outbreak. Tess always felt like more than that to him, though. They has been together for a while. He trusted Tess with his whole being. Nobody else could get that from him. Suddenly Joel’s thoughts were interrupted when he began to hear the door knob rattle. He moved swiftly to sit at the round table in the kitchen. Sitting at the specific spot that had a gun strapped under it.
“Damnit” He heard Tess say as she struggled with getting the door open. He took his hand off the gun and got up from his seat. Joel instantly walked over to help open the door and was met by a bruised and beaten face.
“What happened?” Joel gruffly asked.
“Nothing, just a couple of Robert’s dumb teens roughed me up. It’s nothing to worry about” Tess stated.
“Tess, if they did this…” Joel starts. He seats Tess at the table and then turns to grab a cloth and some rubbing alcohol from the cabinet.
“Joel, don’t worry about it.” Tess tells him. Joel sits in a chair facing her and dabs a little of the alcohol on the cloth. He brings it up to meet Tess’ face and she inhales sharply. “We have bigger problems. Robert sold all of our pills and sold the battery he promised us”
“What do you mean? We don’t have a battery anymore?”
“No” Tess tells him blatantly.
“Where is he? Robert needs to hear from me.” Joel spat out angrily as he pulled the cloth away from her face to make eye contact with her.
“Joel, focus. Look, I don’t know where he is, but we can find out. Quietly. I don’t need you causing a scene and running him off”
“Fine. We’re gonna need help when we find him though.”
“I agree, I'll get (y/n) to help.” Tess told Joel. With that Joel got his and Tess’ things ready to go questioning. Luckily they didn’t have to go far.
Joel stood at the corner of a wall as he watched Tess talk to the sketchy guy. The guy looked at Joel, who looked at him without hesitation, and then back at Tess. Joel could see her slip a few ration cards towards him. This made him upset. But he needed to keep his guard up for her. He needed to keep watch. Joel gets interpreted quite suddenly…
“Hey man,” some guy comes up to Joel, “you look like your feeling a little lost…”
Before the guy could even finish, Joel says “if you tell me to look for the light, I’ll break your fucking jaw”
Before he knew it Tess was walking back over to him.
“I had to give up a few rations, but nothing we can’t handle. I have Robert’s locations. Let’s go find (y/n)”
Tess knew where (y/n) would be. She led them to the food pantry. Tess told him that she eats here all the time. Joel found it odd that you ate most of your meals at the food pantry considering that it wasn’t that good. Once she spotted you, she made her way over there on her own.
Joel watched Tess talk to you with the same hard expressions that he had earlier. He saw you look over at him from where Tess was. You instantly looked back at Tess. Joel couldn’t hear the conversations going on, but from the looks of it you had agreed to help with whatever they needed. Both Tess and you got up from the table you were sitting at and made your way over to him.
“Guess what Groucho, we’re working together!” You said with a bit too much enthusiasm, or may be sarcasm, as you smacked his arm. Joel couldn’t tell which it was. But It defiantly made his heart jump when you touched him.
“Oh great, I can’t wait” Joel replied unemotionally. He made his way next to Tess as you two walked by. Joel wanted to keep a distance between you two, something was happening that he didn’t know what to do with.
“We’ll head back to our place now to get the rest of our shit together” Tess told (y/n). “Meet us in an hour at the southwest maintenance entrance to the subways. They’re just past our block. Make sure you have a weapon.”
“Sounds good, see you guys in an hour” She tells Tess.
Joel and Tess quickly make it back to the apartment. They grab the last few things they needed before going to hunt down Robert. Joel grabbed his backpack and a gun, meeting Tess at the door. As they walk out of the apartment and headed towards the maintenance doors Joel can’t help but think of the way you looked yesterday. When your eyes met his, you hair perfectly fell with your face. Little strings of hair falling out from the place where it was tucked behind your ear. It was just long enough to frame your face perfectly.
“Hey are you listening to me?” Tess said.
“Huh?” Joel replied being snapped out of his memory of you.
“I asked if you brought your bolt cutters.” Tess repeated.
“Of course I did. It’s not my first rodeo.”
As they both came up to the street, Joel saw you. Flannel, black tank top, and worn jeans. You were walking towards them rummaging though a worn dark green backpack hanging over your shoulder. Eventually you zipped up the backpack and picked up your pace to meet Joel and Tess at the door.
“You got a flashlight right?” Tess asked (y/n).
“Of course, it’s not my first rodeo” (y/n) replied.
Joel smirked slightly at the comment. He pulled the bolt cutters out of his bag and cut the dead bolt on the doors.
“Grab your flashlights” Tess said to them.
They followed Tess through the doors and continued until they got the spot.
“Here” Tess said as she pointed her flashlight toward the wall, highlighting the symbols that lied upon it.
“We’ll go through this door. Then up a latter and at the top there’s a door that will lead to a hallway. Then we’ll be in the place we need to.”
Tess again took the lead. Joel motioned for (y/n) to go first. Through the door was a small space, not much existed here. Other than the few switch boards and machines, it was pretty much just the latter. Tess began going up, then (y/n). Joel followed in suit.
“How far up we going?” Joel Questioned.
“No far” Tess replied.
“Well it looked like they reframed the whole structure of this latter” Joel stated, “They probably did this in the 80’s. At that time they were all cutting down apartment sizes to sell condos.”
“Oh well, this has been ‘Construction Corner’ with Joel Miller everyone. Please stay tuned as we’ll have questions with the man himself” (y/n) spoke in a television tone. Joel gave an annoyed blank look she couldn’t see.
Tess struggled with the door when they got to it. There was an unusual heaviness. Joel moved in and pushed his way through almost falling over what was keeping it closed.
“Careful.” (Y/n) whispered harshly. Joel held up a hand to let her know he was okay.
“What the fuck happened here?” Tess said as she looked at the body keeping the door closed.
“That piece of rat shit” Joel said, “He tried to sell that damn battery again.”
Joel crouched in front of Robert’s slumped body, “And the bitch snorted them before we could get it back” saying as he flicked his nose.
A ruckus came from down the hall. Joel pulled out his gun. He signal for the both of you to do the same. He took point this time, making his way down the hall towards the noise. He made his way close to the right side of the wall. Once he got to the corner he took a slight peak to see a woman struggling to help another women up. He lifted his gun higher now, making his way closer as quietly as possible. Then suddenly a door opens.
“Haaaaa” screams a girl coming from the door. Joel throws he against the wall. (Y/n) could see the subtle shock in his eyes when he realized the girl couldn’t of been older than sixteen.
~Summary: When you met Joel for the first time you didn’t ever think it would become the journey it has. He’s changed you and you have changed him. Was it for the better? Maybe. Was he hinging something from you? Possible. But through all of this you know that you were meant to know him.
~Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader
~Words: 1.1k
~Warnings: I can’t think of any...
~Summary: When you met Joel for the first time you didn’t ever think it would become the journey it has. He’s changed you and you have changed him. Was it for the better? Maybe. Was he hinging something from you? Possible. But through all of this you know that you were meant to know him.
~A/N: I don’t know how updated this series will be or how long it will be but, I’m already working on the second chapter!
The Boston QZ was the kind of place that made almost anyone feel the human misery of a run down squalor in the post outbreak world. It was a place to sleep, shower, and maybe have a bite or two. Those necessities were about it. I hadn’t been here for long, maybe 2 months. I already met a few decent people, but no one to stick close to or trust. Being here was something that wasn’t ever going to be a permanent situation. I just needed a bed to sleep on and enough food to feel like me again before moving onto the next. The showers were probably the most amazing part of the QZ. With showers being far and few between on the outside, one could muster up a real nasty body oder.
Residing in the QZ meant beginning each day “contributing to society”, or what was left of it. I began to get into a routine, which I had yet to determine if it was good or bad. Each day started with a quick stop at the food pantry to get a slice of bread and maybe a small bowl of cardboard flavored oats, then the rest of the day was used to burn the dead and infected or clean up the new streets that they were expanding into the QZ. Cleaning the streets is where I met Tess.
On my first day getting the assignment, Tess showed me what to do. Scrape up any of the ridiculously overgrown weeds, pick up weapons or broken glass, and grab any infected that were killed by a FEDRA officer to put into the back of truck. Me and Tess always made small talk, which kind of only consisted of her asking me random questions and talking about her “guy” This “guy” sounded dreadful to me honestly. Brooding and unemotional was all I heard from the way she described him.
“You should come meet him in person.” She offered.
“I wish I could, tonight I am gonna get settled in the apartment they gave me. But maybe some other time.” I replied lying though my teeth. With that Tess stopped talking about him and began asking more about me again. Where are you from? How were you able to survive on your own? Were you born after the outbreak? I tried to keep my answers short, at the time I wasn’t looking to make any friends.
“I was born a few years before the out break in Texas. But of course, once the outbreak began my family didn’t stay there long.”
“Well, if you had a family where are they?” Tess questioned. I wished she didn’t push that much. “Sorry, I know I’m asking you a lot of personal stuff right now. Just trying to make some conversation with the new girl.” I sighed quietly with a slight relief. Hopefully quite enough that she did notice.
“Yeah, I just don’t talk about it a lot. I’d rather keep it that way.” I told her. Much didn’t happen the rest of that first shift.
Over the past two months here, me and Tess became what one could call friends. Maybe more acquaintances. However, we had each others back which was something I admired about her. I still hadn’t met the guy she talked about, which I found quite weird. One would think that by now I could’ve at least put a face to the name. Joel. Joel sounded like it had a lot more charisma to it than what I would’ve thought for someone who sounded so gloomy.
“Alright everybody, We’re done for the day.” A man said through the FEDRA speaker from the other end of the street. The group began to gather their tools together and make way to the ration station that was set up by the end of the street. Tess had her stuff together and went ahead of me. I struggled to grab my gloves and face mask that fell on the ground. I eventually got myself together enough to try and catch up to make my way to the ration station as well. I began to look down to make sure I did in fact grab everything when I ran into a chest. Everything, once again fell to the ground in a loud thud.
“ugh” the man groaned.
“I should’ve been paying attention, sorry about that” I said to him not looking up. Instead, I look down at our feet and see all of my things spread out on the ground. I bend down to start picking things up. The man just stayed quiet and began to help pick up my things. I went to look for my mask when I saw his hand holding it in front of my eyes. That is when look up and met his eyes.
They’re brown.
His eyes were the first thing I noticed. Something in his eyes seemed so familiar.
“Thank you” I told him as I grabbed the handkerchief mask from his hand.
“No problem, Ma’am” he said with a slight southern accent. He began to turn away. I could stop myself from asking…
“Do I know you from somewhere?” I blurted to his back. He turn around to face me. “Sorry, I just… I don’t know there just something familiar about you.”
“I don’t believe we’ve met” he stated.
“Oh okay, yeah.” I replied flustered and confused. Closing my eyes to shield myself from any possible embarrassment.
“But” I heard him say with a soft tone, “I was thinking the same about you.” I knew it…
The man looked at me like he knew he had to of seen me before. His face didn’t reveal much. He stared at me longer than i was expecting. His eyes seemed to move around my head studying my features. He face gave away the idea that maybe he wasn’t going to be forgetting me again.
“Hey! You two finally meet.” Tess said from behind the man. “Joel this is (y/n), (y/n) this is Joel”
“Oh so this is (y/n)” Joel flatly says to Tess. The tone he just gave was very different from the one that had come out of his mouth less than a minute ago.
“Oh and you must be Joel the broody guy that Tess has told me about” I stated back to Joel.
“They’re about to close up, You better go get your rations” Tess says to me.
“You told her that I’m broody?” Joel question Tess.
“I mean I didn’t say that in so many words, but maybe it came off that way” Tess tell him, “plus, be nice. I think she could be good for helping us on runs.” Tess smacks his chest as they watched me grab my rations.
Summary: Daryl comes back after a run with an exciting gift for Beth
Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Beth Greene
Word Count: 781 (this is a short one)
Warnings: Wholesome and sweet :)
Beth believed that the nights that Daryl would come back from a run were always the best. It was a sigh of relief that he hadn’t died. She would constantly worry about if he weren’t to come back, what would she do? Those thoughts were consistently pushed from her mind. She never allowed herself to think like that for long. Beth was able to occupy herself with other tasks if it ever got too bad. As the sun went down, the time was getting closer for the group to get back.
The best part for Daryl was to hold Beth again. No matter the length of a run; when they would reunite, it was like seeing each other the first time. Long and passionate hugs. Even longer passionate kisses. The feel of her soft skin. Most importantly, the big smile on her face. Nothing made him happier than to see that smile. Beth would cook something good for him to eat, knowing he’d not eaten for most of the day. Just being with her made his day so much better.
The group came upon the gate of Alexandria. A signal went to the person below to open the gate. It seemed to have taken forever. The gate pushed open and as the group entered within the walls, Daryl made his way right to their house. He was ecstatic to share the record he found today. For days Beth had been asking for a record, any record to play on the record player he had found a few days before. Daryl had just gotten lucky to found one.
“Hey! Babe! I’m home,” Daryl shouted from the door as he entered the home. Beth appeared from around the corner confused and entered the living room. Usually, he would come to greet her first before doing anything else. But from the sound of his voice, it seemed to be something that was an urging matter.
“You won’t believe what I found!” He was so excited to show Beth.
Daryl turns to the record player and lays a record on the table.
“What are you doing Dixon?” Beth asked from behind him. He didn’t answer and continued to set up the record player.
“We are going to have some fun,” Daryl told Beth as he turned around walking away from the records player. As the sound of Can’t take my eyes off you by Frankie Valli came from the speaker of the record player, Daryl held out his hand to Beth.
“Shall we, milady?” He asked in a proper manner. Beth smiled and shook her head slightly at his humor. She took his hand and Daryl pulled her in close. Beth felt the slight pressure of his hand on the small of her back. Daryl guided her left hand to his. They turned their heads to their hands held out to the side.
Daryl was never much of a dancer of course, but he led them around the room like he knew exactly how to in the most sophisticated dancing. Beth turned her head back to look at Daryl’s face. He had a smile from ear to ear, warming up a wholesome feeling in Beth’s heart.
“I’ll love you until the day I die, Daryl Dixion,” Beth told him.
“Til death do us part, Beth Greene” Daryl said back. With that, he led them in a straight line across the room tilting his head up to the ceiling. Beth giggled at the sight of him being goofy.
“You’d be like heaven to touch, I want to hold you so much,” Daryl sang to Beth.
“At last love has arrived, and I thank god I’m alive” Beth sang back. They swayed back and forth singing to each other. Moments like these were fleeting, but no matter what bullshit came at the both of them they had each other.
The instrumentals came through the air. Daryl twirled Beth and brought her back to him hugging from behind, still swaying with the music.
“I love you baby and if it’s quite alright I need you, baby,” They both shouted. They enjoyed the music that flowed to their ears. Dancing however they felt. Pure happiness and love exuded from their bodies and into each other. Daryl then took the tip of his fingers to her chin and lifted it so that she was looking at him.
“There is nobody else for me, you are all I’ll ever need.” Beth reached up to plant a kiss on his lips.
“And you’re all I’ll ever need,” The rest of their night was filled with warm feelings. Something the both of them hadn’t felt in too long. This night would last with them forever.
Summary: (Y/N) and Chandler have been best friends since they could remember and not that High school has ended, they must part ways
Pairing: Chandler Hallow x Reader
Word Count: 826
Warnings: None
I've graduated from high school... Finally after 4 years of ridiculous friends, teachers, and drama. Being accepted to college was one of the best days of my life. The first? You wonder well... it was meeting Chandler. I didn't realize when my thoughts went from 'your my best friend' to 'I want you', but it evidently happened.
"Why did you have to go to Berkeley in California. We live in Greenville, North Carolina home of the mighty PeeDee Pirate. Plus, it means we could still see each other all the time." Chandler begged.
"Did you just hear yourself?" I laugh. "Plus, I did apply there. In reality, though Chandler, I'd still see all the people I went to high school with. I want to branch out and become my own person" I say.
"Your right. I'm just really going to miss you" he says giving me a hug. "Hey, do you think I could fit in a box or suitcase and just travel with you there?" I just shake my head.
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A while later, Chandler and I are in my room and he's helping me pack some of my things. All of the sudden I hear, "your staying I don't care what you've said!" I can hear a crack in his voice
"I can come to visit you a lot" I try to reason.
"Its hundreds of miles, I'm going to cry like a baby when you're not here." He says calming down.
"I know, I know, I know and I still love you," I tell him and I lessen the distance between us.
"You'll always love me." He tells me. Closing the distance between us. "It's me and you."
"Chandler?" I want to tell him, I want to kiss him. It wouldn't be fair though.
"Yes?" He says searching my eyes.
"I'm gonna miss you" was all the courage I had to tell him.
"I will too, now let's get back fo work. You leave in a week and this needs to get done." He tells me pointing at the mess sprawled out all over the hardwood floors.
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We got tired and decided to watch a movie in the living room. Of course, chandler being Chandler, he fell asleep. His head in my lap. Face facing my tummy. I took in all of his facial features. His bushy little eyebrows, his soft skin, the way his hair fell... Then all of a sudden I could recall when the exact moment was that I realized I had a crush on him.
It was my sophomore year, he was a junior, and we were on our way to the volleyball game. He was driving, changing songs that didn't fit the mood. All of a sudden I hear Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani blast through the speakers and Chandler's screaming "Uh-huh, That's My Shit. FEW TIMES BEEN AROUND THAT TRACK SO IT NOT GONNA HAPPEN JUST LIKE THAT, CAUSE I ANI’T NO HOLLABACK GIRL!" I laughed as hard as ever that day. I saw a side of Chandler I hadn't seen yet, he was so unbelievably funny. That was the most adorable thing about him.
As the credits start to roll through I realize how long I had actually been looking at him. He was perfect looking. Almost like a real-life face tune. But it was all him and I couldn't get enough.
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The next morning I wake up and don't understand where I am. Oh, the living room. But there's another body... Oh My God! Its Chandler! We were cuddling. I could feel him start to wake up so out of panic, I pretend to be asleep. A yawn comes from his mouth as he realizes where he is. But he doesn't freak out. With an unexpected kiss to my temple and him putting his head in the crook of my neck, butterflies start to erupt in my stomach and my heart starts to fasten. He has to feel the same way then. I start to "wake up" and he moves his head from my neck. "Good morning, I'm sorry I didn't know we fell asleep like this. I'll get up." He states as he is about to move.
"No, it's okay I like it," I tell him out of a vote of confidence.
"Okay," he says with a big smile on his face. "Can I tell you something?" He asks.
"Of course."
"You know I've liked you for a while and I never knew if you felt the same so I never said anything." He tells me.
"I've felt the same for a while. I was going to tell you yesterday. I got scared though." I blush
As I finish my sentence I feel to fingers at the bottom of my chin turn my head. "I love you." He says to me. He gives me the most passionate kiss. Lime it was something he's needed for months. I never thought this day would come, but here we are.
Nancy Wheeler is a teenager who doesn’t want to end up like her parents and is forced to keep secret the fact that her best friend was killed
Nancy Wheeler is grieving her best friend’s death and feels guilty about both her not being there because she was with Steve during Barb’s death and the fact that she has to lie to Barb’s parents for a year about whether or not Barb is alive
Nancy Wheeler is not a bad person for having complicated and conflicting feelings for two boys
Nancy Wheeler loved Steve Harrington but he was dismissive of her grief
Nancy Wheeler connected with and is falling for Jonathan who is better able to emotionally support her
Nancy Wheeler gets drunk while struggling with her grief and takes it out on Steve because he tried to get her to pretend it wasn’t happening
Nancy Wheeler thought she and Steve were broken up when he told her “I think you’re bullshit”
Nancy Wheeler hooked up with Jonathan after she and Steve had broken up
THAT SAID,
Steve Harrington is a teenager whose dad is a “grade A asshole” and whose parents often leave him alone
Steve Harrington genuinely loves Nancy but acts like a jealous dickhead through most of S1 with the encouragement of his shitty friends
Steve Harrington broke Jonathan’s camera after discovering that he took non consensual naked pictures of Nancy while she and Steve were having sex
Steve Harrington drops his shitty friends and goes to Jonathan and Nancy to apologize for his behavior and backs them up fighting the Demogorgan
Steve Harrington doesn’t know how to help Nancy through her grieving process, especially when he knows telling Barb’s parents could hurt both of them and their families
Steve Harrington thinks he’s helping Nancy by getting her to go to the party to take her mind off of Barb and her parents
Steve Harrington gets defensive when Nancy tries to make up because she wouldn’t tell him she loved him after calling him bullshit
Steve Harrington is obviously still jealous of Nancy and Jonathan’s relationship but tells her “it’s okay” and protects the kids regardless of if Nancy will take him back
AND THAT SAID
Jonathan Byers is a teenager whose brother went missing, whose mother was struggling with intense grief, and whose dad is a complete asshole
Jonathan Byers takes naked photos of Nancy without her knowledge or consent
Jonathan Byers apologizes for taking these photos and tries to help Nancy find Barb
Jonathan Byers gives Nancy a hard time over dating Steve and tells her she’ll end up like her parents
Jonathan Byers pulls Nancy back from the Upside Down and acts as a better friend
Jonathan Byers takes a near blackout drunk Nancy home from Tina’s party after Steve leaves upset
Jonathan Byers gets Nancy to investigate Barb’s death with him to help her get closure and find a way to tell Barb’s parents
Jonathan Byers hooks up with Nancy because they both want to
Point being,
None of them are completely in the wrong and none of them are completely in the right. But you can’t hate on Nancy, especially, like so many people do, because she didn’t meant to hurt Steve and she didn’t use him or Jonathan. She is a teenage girl in an unimaginably difficult situation, dealing with grief and feelings for two boys.
So stop talking shit on Nancy, and Steve and Jonathan aren’t all bad either.
IF YOU NEED TO CALL 911 BUT ARE SCARED TO BECAUSE OF SOMEONE IN THE ROOM, dial and ask for a pepperoni pizza. They will ask if you know you’re calling 911. Say yes, and continue pretending you’re making an order. They’ll ask if there’s someone in the room.
You can ask how long it will take for the pizza to get to you, and they will tell you how far away a dispatcher is.
My flat-mate’s date for the night was almost as drunk as her. She had passed out in her room and locked the door. He refused to leave because he wanted to have sex. He also demanded food because he was dealing with “whiskey dick”. He didn’t like the lack of food in the fridge. I called 911, did the stuff stated above, and he was getting PISSED about how long the “order” was taking. He took my phone, demanded they “hurry the fuck up”. Police arrived two minutes later, arrested him, and helped me file a police report. Pressing charges wasn’t necessary because he had warrants on him from THREE different states for the very thing he planned to do to me. Several months after this happened one of the officers informed me he was charged with two felonies because he crossed stay lines, and will be serving no less than 35 years in prison. The officer ripped into my flat-mate about her bringing home complete strangers, while drunk, knowing full well this shit could happen.
This was 14 years ago.
Do the pizza order, do it as calmly as you can. The dispatcher I spoke to said things like this:
“If he’s drunk say you want mushrooms.” I said I want extra mushrooms.
“If he’s threatening you with sexual assault say you want onions.” I said I want onions.
She went like this with different toppings and sauces for a description of him, like pineapple if he’s blonde, black olives if he’s tall, extra large if he’s tall, etc.
They’ve heard this sort of coded call before. They’re trained for it. They will understand what you’re saying. Order the pizza.
Really though. I’m in training for dispatch and this was one of the first things they taught us. Pretend you’re talking to a friend or relative, pretend you’re ordering pizza, we’ll figure it out. We’ll word questions so you can answer in an easy, casual way. Please, just make the call and we will do everything we can to help you.
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