Aug 11, 2016
( @hauntedhunting. )
“—We gon’ be alright, right?” The soft, careful voice broke the silence between the two friends as they laid in the brunette’s bed. The blonde’s hand, which was resting on the other woman’s, tensed a little, hoping ( impatiently ) for something positive reassurance. The act of touching another human, as platonic and innocent as it was, only proved how safe she felt WITH Hunter. “I jus’ — you know I wouldn’ make it without you. I mean... maybe I’d survive for a few days by myself physically, and maybe I could even, I don’ know, find someone else t’ look out f’r me, but I’d go insane ya know? An’ those raiders, they pro'ly ain’t the only of their kind.”