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[lexierivera-blog]

“Look, it’s not my place to say it because I never knew her,” she paused. The atmosphere had altered drastically with the latest loss, something of which many had opted to bury than allow it to consume them. “But we should have a right to mourn the dead and at least consider a funeral.”

[thepiperhollis]

@lexierivera // death valley; fall out boy

“I mean, we’re gonna die, it’s just a matter of time, why are you getting so uppity about it?”

[thepiperhollis]

back to zero; piper and celeste

Though they had only met recently, and they were still relative strangers, Piper still trusted Celeste, for some reason she didn’t know entirely. But it was nice, knowing someone who didn’t seem to mind how she was as a person, who didn’t mind how annoying she could be.

Though the pathways of the hospital were long and occasionally confusing, Piper seemed to know exactly where she could find her new friend, and walked the path carefully, checking the turnoffs around her to make sure she was entirely safe.

Soon enough, she came across a familiar face, and a smile spread across her own. “Hey, Celeste…” She started, her voice level, her heas held high, she was being better. But when Celeste responded with venom in her voice, a look if disgust on her face, she retreated into her shell slightly, her expression falling. “You know what, uh, never mind, it doesn’t matter.”

[itsandyjohnson]

forget the problems // lorandy

Though he was still in pain, and he was unable to even try being civil to anyone, Andy’s spirits lifted, along with his miserable expression, as soon as he saw the familiar blonde hair of one of his closest friends, the one who had been there fro him, even though he had been a terrible friend more than once.

Seeing Lori standing on the other side of the room, conversing, living, breathing, it was enough to make Andy forget the pain he felt for a little while, it made him forget the problems he faced. He crossed the room swiftly, standing behind the blonde, not too close, but close enough that he could hear her properly, the sound relaxing him further. If Lori was alive than maybe the world could go on spinning.

Clearing his throat slightly, alerting his friend to his arrival, he spoke quietly. “Lori...” The one word held more emotion than he cared to admit, but it was a well known fact that the pair of them tended to get emotional together. “I’m so happy to see you...”

( @lori--taylor )

[itsjulietvalour]

Memories That Fade Like A Photograph // Juliet&Cris

( @crisroe )

For over a week that small piece of paper had weighed heavily in her pocket, in her mind. It was crinkled, slightly torn at one side, a bit singed from the flames that licked at Fall City too, but the depiction on the small square was one that both warmed her heard and made her blood run cold. Cristine and a young boy, probably her son by the way she looked at him.

Juliet had kept the photo safe somehow, intending on returning it to its rightful owner, the image depicting happier, better times. And while it had no sentimental meaning to the blonde, her mission of returning the photo being a reason to keep going through the never ending forests, ignore the butting of heads that had inevitably come to pass.

And now, seeing everyone who had survived all crammed into one part of an old abandoned hospital, Juliet had let out a sigh of relief. Things were different, but some things stayed the same, something she realised as she spotted Cris chatting with someone, talking animatedly, and she moved closer. “Cris… I think I have something of yours.”

[itsandyjohnson]

“Look, I don’t care if you’re happy these assholes are alive. Right now, I just wanna get past, so move or I’ll break your face. I got shot for you people okay, so move.”

[lexierivera-blog]

Hazel eyes shifted towards the other, taking in the distant expression and how their line of focus appeared glazed underneath the veil of a dark night. “Wherever your mind’s at must sure as hell beat this current location,” she mused, fingertips coiling around the neck of a plastic bottle. “Look, if you need some rest, I don’t mind waiting out here on my own.” 

There had to be more survivors.

[thepiperhollis]

The attitude and atmosphere in her small group had changed so drastically over the space of mere days it almost gave Piper whiplash, they had gone from caring for one another to being at each others throats, fighting, and a state of almost constant anger.

So when they had practically been frogmarched from the warehouse, Piper had been more than a little afraid, though as soon as she saw a face across the space ahead of them, her expression shifted into a wide grin. Others.

“You made it!”