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So much was racing through Rick's mind and it was beginning to give him a headache. The flu, Carol committing cold-blooded murder, the medicine that needed to arrive soon, his children and how they could catch the flu any moment. It was all too much and was beginning to weigh his shoulders down. Rick stood outside, staring ahead at the walkers by the fences. Once the world had been peaceful, once everything had been normal.

[crossbowheadshot]

Slap him on the head and tell him to grow a pair. (from both Connor and Carol xoxo)

My muse is suffering from a high fever. What does your muse do?

Carol;

"Th' hell was that fer?"

Connor;

"Piece a' shit."