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“I’m in love with a girl I hate,
She enjoys pointing out
Every bad thing about me.
I’m in love with a critic and skeptic,
I’d trade her
I’d trade her in a second.”
Sam dances around to no music but the lyrics she belts out, off key. Humming in the places she doesn’t remember the lyrics. It is rather hard when you’ve had no access to any music streaming service in about two years.
“She’s attractive but bitter.”
She swings around with her baseball bat, completely uncaring of what attention she might be be grabbing. The walkers that were nearby she managed easily and feeling alone she kind of just wanted to let go.
“Did you scream enough to make her cry?
Baby don’t return to meeee.”
She trails off, stopping in her tracks as she realizes she was caught. Without turning around she grimaces letting out a small, “Hi…”
