Hair Dye And Heavy Metal || @brokenrulers || Closed RP
“You gutted him?” “Damn suze! I’m fuckin’ proud of ya!” Frank chuckled in approval to the other’s statement. It was quite obvious to him that she had too. Glancing down to watch the blood drip gently from the pocket of her sweater, Frank became mezmerized by the red iron fetted liquid. Only truly snapping out of it when he heard her ask him something.
“Sorry what?” “Oh. Where to go?” “How about we go to that creepy stalker dude’s street.” “We can tag up the houses while we wait for survivors to show.” “Then we can sneak up and fuckin stab em’.” Frank smirked as he pulled down his mask from how it had been resting uptop his head. Covering his somewhat scarred face and what piercings he had.
“C’mon Suze.” “I’ll even let you borrow my knife this time so you can really carve into them.”