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Happy Returns [+dxntcallmesmall]

It was living hell for Lee… almost two years down the line after losing Carley, Josh and Clem… 

After leaving the walker-ridden city of Savannah, he’d just drank. And drank. And drank. But then…? He’d found Matt on a run; a young man kind enough to extend his hand and give him the help he needed.

Of course, it wasn’t easy. Not at all. But he got through each day, as best as he could.

And as he stood, his pistol aiming at the group standing on their decking, he wouldn’t have guessed that his entire life was about to change yet again…

Somewhere in the crowd, Josh’s hand clamped around his mother’s and his eyes filled with tears. “D-dad…?” 

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≡

Send me a ≡ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly.

"Oof—!" He said, his breath being knocked out of him at the force of the hug he suddenly found himself recieving. However, his arms immediately wrapped around her shoulders, just holding her close.

"Hey… Hey what’s wrong…?" He asked, kissing the top of her head gently, his hand running over her back. She’d never been one for sudden displays of affection. Well, not in front of everyone. So obviously something was up.

"It’s gonna be okay, Car… What’s up, huh…?"

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“*wolf whistle*”

A small blush crept across his face, cocking an eyebrow at the small woman in the doorway, before tugging on his t-shirt. “You like what you see, huh?”

Although he’d never admit it, he was rather proud of the reaction he’d gotten.

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Forget about Catwoman, Batwoman, and Wonder Woman. I'll be /your/ woman.

Send my muse cheesy pick-up lines for their reaction

"Aw damn, Carley… I’m swooning like crazy here.”

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"Focus on my voice."

He gulped, closing his eyes and nodding slowly and hesitantly. He’d returned from a rather bad supply run, and had passed out almost instantly.

When he’d woken up, it was to Carley hovering over him and speaking what could only be interpreted as muffled noises to him. "Y-yeah..."

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♛

Your muse and my muse are baking a cake. Quick send a ♛ to see my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly throwing flour at them.

Lee grunted, immediately, shking his head, as to rid himself of the fine, white powder which now coated his face and chest. 

"You little bastard…" He said, before slowly making his way towards her, a handful of flour ready to launch back at her. "Now get here… And face me like a woman."

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♤

I hope you know it took everything I had not to make this dirty

♤: Our muses are playing a game, which kind and who is winning?

Lee smiled, looking across at the woman with a cocky look on his face, his hands shielding his cards. He was currently sitting at the small table in their room, clad in just his boxers. Carley, however, was sitting in her t-shirt and jeans still.

He laid out his cards, almost cockily, knowing that he’d finally won a game, and that she’d have to forfeit something.

However, all this went out of the window, when she let out an almost yelp of happiness and laid down her own cards, revealing a royal flush.

"Motherfucker…"

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