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nefxstus replied to your post:cracks knuckles bc it’s business time. i got a... jenny u made an hsm reference let me marry u pls

hsm is my life, do you get that feel? also, yes. basically i thought we were already gonna do that i mean our skype chats prove we're meant 2 b

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Glenn and Maggie were out getting firewood but apparently, they'd gotten lost along the way. She was sure of it. Maybe she was just a little bitter because she was freezing and no amount of shaking her hands or rubbing them together seemed to warm them up. With a sigh, she pushed the door open to the house they'd found just days before and ran down the stairs. Maybe going outside wasn't the best way to handle this, but she would find wood by herself if needed and had every intention of doing so until she spotted Rick a few feet away from her. Just standing there. Huffing quietly, she started her way over to him. Half-way there, she found herself grinning. She hadn't really seen much of him lately. They were both busy and firewood was all forgotten about because she knew she could find warmth with him. She didn't say anything as she came to a stop behind him, sniffling slightly at the way the cold air bit at her nose. Without warning, she slid her arms around his waist and tugged him gently into a hug. "Hey," Beth mumbled. Yes, that was good, but her hands. Her hands were still freezing. Burying her face against his back, she slid her hands under his shirt and pressed them against his stomach which caused her to sigh happily. "I'm cold," She explained, smiling before pressing her cheek against the material of his jacket.

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She didn't have time to think, react to what was happening all around her. She had a job to do, Maggie was right. She watched her sister run off and wondered for a moment if she would ever see her again but she didn't have time. Squaring her shoulders and standing up taller, she sucked it up and ran into the building. She had to find the kids, find survivors and get them onto the bus. Beth had to keep her mind on that, only on that, or else she might give up. Right there. She could do it. She could do it again, give into the ugly ways of the world but something pushed her on. Shouts and gunfire surrounded her when she spotted the car seat, just laying there. Running forward, Beth dropped down and sobbed quietly, relieved that she'd at least found Judith. "C'mon, shh, shh, I've got you." Beth murmured softly to the baby who was screaming. Who the hell had left her there? She didn't know. Didn't want to know. Didn't care anymore. Picking her up carefully, she snatched the gun up and ran off toward her room. She didn't have time. She needed time. Seeing a few people lingering, she pointed toward the way she'd just come. "Get to the bus! Go! You need to go!" A few of them listened and she continued on. Stopping by her room, she snatched a carrier that would enable her to settle Judith on her back or chest. Quickly placing it onto her body and putting the baby in it, she picked the gun back up and at the last minute grabbed her pack. Then, she quickly spun back around and made her exit as quickly as possible. Once back out in the sun, the gunshots seemed to have slowed but the bus was gone. Walkers were taking over the prison and she didn't have time to cry about that, either. To cry about their home. Reaching down, she grabbed another weapon that had fallen and she looked around in hopes of spotting someone she knew. She was alone. And then her eyes stopped on the field in front of her. Was her daddy still out there? There'd been blood, she'd seen in from even where she was standing. He couldn't survive something like that. A tiny sob escaped her mouth and she tried to control it. Tried to talk herself out of what she wanted to do. She wanted to go out there, see if she could find him. Was there anything she could do or would she go out there and find him as a walker? Which would be worse? She didn't know anymore. Could she go out there and find him in either condition and be alright with it? She couldn't. However, the sound of a grunt and a gasp made her stop altogether. Eyes clearing the area, she cried out softly as she spotted Rick. He was bloodied up, hobbling and she rushed over. "Rick! Rick, we gotta go. I... I found Judith." She hadn't found Carl. She'd assumed he'd gotten out with Rick, but here Rick was. Maybe Daryl? Hadn't she seen them together earlier on, before their worlds had been torn apart? Stepping closer, Beth reached for the leader of the group. "Rick?" She didn't want to be alone.

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nefxstus started following you.

    "Who the hell are you? And why are you here?"      She shouts, aiming her gun at the man.  She      had never expected to come back and find a      stranger near her camp.

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He spits blood on the ground, allowing for a viscous trail of the foreign liquid to run from those lips.                                                               ' -- you been through Hell too, huh? Bit of advice .. walk the other way if you don't wanna go through more.'