Burn Bight | Artemis
fanfiction, romance, dystopia
punk // desert // the true lives of the fabulous killjoys // danger days // post-apocalyptic
“Well, fucker, I need somewhere to stay,” She gestured at at the motel in bright flames around the next zone over. He hadn’t noticed, and he seriously wished he did, “And that fuckin’ diner seems as empty as it can shitting be,”
“As long as you don’t bring any friends.”
“I lost those a long time ago.”
The zones were hell. Anyone who spent two seconds there could tell you that, so it was a normal night for many people in the desert, even though the death rate was twice as high. And for the two people who lost a brother on that night, they surely didn’t know that the deaths would bring them together.
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