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stainedsuit:
“I can imagine that they are.” CASUALLY props himself back against the nearest thing. SETTLES, as if it’s routine to when Ellis shares quick story. Despite the slight exasperation, he’s listening intently. With such a keen memory, it won’t be hard to replay or even be tested with later on down the line. “I don’t go around fuckin’ with wild animals. Or, I didn’t before the world gave us the good ol’ finger.”
His laughter comes quick and easy. A shake of head and he pushes his hat up. “What do you think I stood on the sideline for. I mean, hell, I know I take some risks-” dumb unnecessary risks. “-but I’m not stupid. Not that Keith is stupid or nothing. Probably one of the smartest guys I know! He could do so many different things, an’ do ‘em well. Always thought he was just bored outta his mind.” His expression falters slightly; smile fading just a tad with eyes losing the spark of pure amusement that was clear in them just a moment ago. It’s not the grim reminder of their current situation that does it. It’s the memory of Keith, wondering where the hell that son of a gun ended up and if he’s still doing batshit crazy things.
“We ain’t got much of a choice now, huh? I know. not so much animals but… they might as well be. This zombie shit is like moving through a zoo of rabid animals.” Another tale sits at the tip of his tongue. Mouth opening and words already forming. Earlier enthusiasm returns for a tick. Shining through before Ellis bites back the words, settling for a grin instead. Don’t you worry, Nick. He’s well aware he shouldn’t just go and ramble about yet another story. “But man, the shit we get up to now is starting to beat some of my stories. Just some.”
At least we still have each other.
stainedsuit:
NO shit. It’s a real choice self-defense mechanism. I love onions for that reason. People rarely fuck with onions, get it – ? And if ya’ do, good on you. I’d rather be an onion than a jawbreaker. Who the fuck am I kidding, this shouldn’t even be a topic.
I’unno, onions seem pretty popular with people? Lots’a folks enjoy eating ‘em an’ all. Animals too. Oh! So this one time Keith wanted to lure a baby deer out, right? Dunno why though. But here he comes with a bag full of veggies an’ shit, digging in try’na find the one thing that’ll lure the lil’ thing to us. He really wanted that deer to come to us an’ after a while he kinda ends up almost pelting the thing with a couple of onions.
Bucks are fast as shit, did ya know that? Never saw Keith run faster in my life than he did then.
stainedsuit:
GEE, that’s nice of you. ‘Least you’ve got the layers factor right.
Hey, no problem man! Though nah, layers would be more like onions. Y'keep peeling at 'em and its just endless layers. An' then yer eyes get all watery an' shit and ya feel like cryin'. S'no soft center though, but . . . huh, well shoot, Nick. That sounds like just like how you are!
‘Cause deep down yer a softy’ he says. Ugh.
Man c'mon, Nick. Nothing wrong with bein' soft. Yer like one of those jawbreakers with a gummy center. Less sweet, though. Like, way less.
Yer my sig-NICK-ficant other
REMIND me: why’d I say YES – ?
‘CAUSE deep down yer a softy.
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