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brows furrow in the utmost concentration. he’s got this. as he FINALLY slaps a couple rubber bands around the soil filled jug and old wrappers, he proceeds to look over his handiwork. lips pull back to reveal a crooked-toothed smile, brows raising in approval. he doesn’t know if it’ll actually WORK, but it LOOKS like it will, and that’s good enough for him right now.
he scoops the newly made bomb up, and holds it close to his chest as he hurries down the hall and through the double doors that lead out into the courtyard. his eyes scan the area, almost immediately locking onto their target. he bolts forward, grin growing IMPOSSIBLY WIDER as he moves towards the person.
a free hand raises up to wave as he bellows out, “ MITCH! ” as he grows closer, his voice lowers to a slightly more acceptable octave. “ check it out! ” he all but screeches to a stop as he appears before the older boy, holding out the bomb for him to see. “ whaddya think?! ”
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“Louis– seriously, dude, shut the fuck up,” The boy with the disgusting soul patch spoke the one across the hall from him. Urging him to finallyshut his mouth, following the couple of warnings Dorian had already presented.
“Oh, please, we’re way scarier than these assholes, Aasim. …Or, well,Clem is. Clementine’s got our back, dude. Her, Vi, AJ, Willy– we’ve gotthe A team on our rescue squad! There’s not a damn thing theseassholes can do to us. Can’t kill us, you need soldiers dontcha? Canbarely hurt us. Then you’ll have to waste your supplies on kids thataren’t even your soldiers yet. Face it, these guys can’t do–”
“I’ve heard enough,” Lilly’s voice was eerily calm. Approaching thedoor of the loud-mouthed boy’s cell. Louis, was it? Not like it reallymattered at that moment in time. A faux smile presented itselfacross her expression, keeping a sizable distance from the bars.The kid had no weapon, but she wasn’t stupid enough to get tooclose.
“You seem like you have a lot of faith in Clementine. That’s sweet.I can tell: you like her a lot, huh?”
“Who wouldn’t?” He gave her an almost cocky grin, but it was morefilled with pride than anything. Louis took pride in talking about thisgirl that he apparently had an immense amount of confidence in.
“Young love. I remember when I was at that age. Too bad it’s notreciprocated,”
A snort could be heard from the younger.
“What do you know about it?”
“I do know that she saved that girl over you. That she called out forthat same blonde girl to shoot at me, which ended up getting youhurt. It’s not difficult to see how much she doesn’t value your life,”
“She wouldn’t be the first. Gonna have t’ try harder than that, asshole,“
Staring down at the young man with a hard stare, it wouldn’t take herlong to eye Dorian, and then Minerva.
“Minerva, open the door,”
“Yes, ma’am,” Without hesitation, the redhead stepped forth to openthe door for her. However, Lilly wasn’t the one to step forth.
“Dorian, why don’t you teach this boy a lesson about respect,”
“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “
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the grin on his face effectively falls, lips pursing instead, accompanied by a risen brow. “ really? ” he asks, and after a small beat of silence adds, “ i went through all the trouble of finding you a BIRTHDAY CARD, and all you have to say is that? ” he gives her zero time to respond before he’s continuing, yet again, “ no, ‘you remembered!’, no ‘gee, thanks, louis!’, nothing. just you asking me why it says ‘happy third birthday’? – do you have any idea how hard it was to find that in the first place? ” he lets out a sharp, feigned surprised gasp. “ no appreciation, no gratitude… unbelievable! ”
an audible GASP of air escaped her lips unwillingly as slender fingers coiled themselves around the waist of her jeans, firmly pulling their bodies together, lips within inches of connecting, a craving for that touch, that taste, that feeling instantly lighting up inside inside of her. ‘ aren’t you supposed to be NICE to us cripples ? have you no shame ? ’ clem gloated back , offering a playful tap with her wooden ‘foot’ , her own hands subtly wrapping themselves around vi’s waist , her thumb softly rubbing the backside fabric of vi’s trousers in a circular motion ,
‘ maybe i shouldn’t let you kiss me for the whole week , let you put a few of those pounds back on , huh ? ’
— aj shivered. why were nights always so cold? the days were starting to get cold, as well. that only meant one thing : he was going to have to find a bigger jacket. thicker boots. it took him months to find a good pair of boots -- & they weren’t even the same kind of boot. one was grey & the other dark brown. it took him by surprise when he saw someone offering him their coat. he looked up to see violet. “ won’t you get cold? ” he questioned. “ .. thank you, violet. ”
