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   ❛   sit down, sweetheart, and have a fuckin’ drink with me. you’ve been working your ass off all day, and did I watch it WORK.   in all seriousness, I do appreciate it.    ❜

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[hisadvisor]

“You must be looking for the Governor. I’m sorry, but he’s not wanting visitors at the moment.”

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[herecomesnegan]

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Day Trip

@avi8rix

Well, fuck. She did indeed mind. She just thought he was talking to her specifically meaning she had to respond. She’d rather not talk to him any more than she had to. He still made her nervous. But, she’d gone and thrown herself into a conversation and she wasn’t going to be rude and try to dodge him now.

“Sandra,” she answered, her gaze bouncing between him and the ground. “I was on my way out to do some scouting. That’s all.”

He nodded and considered that for a moment, hell when was the last time he’d gone out so casually? She looked like she could handle herself.      “You a good shot?” He asks checking what other weapons she had. She would be enough for any dead, but he still needed to weigh up the pros and cons of finding any talkers out there. 

As if a sign from God, one of his men radioed him informing there had been a burst pipe in one of the main corridors.      “Fuck me, I just left. Hold that shit together until I get back.” He responded firmly through the talkie, winking at Sandra who knew the truth. He waved for her to carry on and head off for the scout then followed her when he was done talking.       “Fuck that, let’s do this.” He said drum rolling the dashboard in front of him. A little more pumped now knowing he was getting out of that shit storm.

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‘Keep the sun on your left shoulder’. That’s what Rick had said, she was sure of it. To find her way back to the highway, she had to follow the same trail that they had come from, keeping the sun on her left shoulder to know the right direction. Walkers were nowhere to be seen, and yet Sophia couldn’t help the prickling sensation, the overwhelming feeling of being followed.

After having sat in the little crevice of the stream for what felt like an eternity, there was no sign of Rick returning for her. It would be dark soon, the sky deepening to a darker blue, oranges and pinks painted into the glow. If she didn’t find her way back to the others now, the forest was where she’d be spending the night.

Quickening her pace, her doll clutched in a tense embrace, Sophia stepped over roots and shrubs, eager to find her way back to safety. The loneliness of the forest was too much to bear.

Suddenly, a sound.

Stopping in her tracks, dark hues darted around her surroundings, searching for the source of the noise. Heart rate quickening, her breathing suddenly hitched, catching sight of a shadow in the trees. It was no walker, she could see that. Could it be Rick, or Shane, or her mom?

“H-Hello?”