yall i completely forgot that lee fletcher actually has lines and talks.... hes so amazing and talented im so proud of him i love my bisexual son
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yall i completely forgot that lee fletcher actually has lines and talks.... hes so amazing and talented im so proud of him i love my bisexual son
Clementine: “I miss Lee”
Christa: “...I’m sure you do”
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"M'sorry, Clementine..." Mike's done her wrong, he knows that, but he didn't have much time to really sit the girl down and apologize properly. All he needs her to do now is run, to somehow make use of the opening he tried to give her by acting as a human shield.
I'm so sorry, kid...
"What's wrong?"
Send me "What's wrong?" And my muse will tell yours why they are upset.
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♠ Mike was in the middle of kicking a walker away when Clementine approached, a string of repeated profanities flowing from his mouth. What's wrong? Clementine's voice barely registered with him, and while he turned to acknowledge her, he quickly turned back around. This wasn't really something he should involve her in, right? She had other things to deal with already.
♠As he watched the blood stain spreading under his hoodie, he muttered to himself, almost disbelieving:
"I'm going to die."