❝ i’m not gonna pretend anymore. i’m still fucked up from it all and i don’t know when it gets better. ❞
EMO STARTERS || From @promiiiscs
in some ways not a lot had changed for fez since the world went to shit, he’s spend his whole life on survival mode, only difference now was there was like the whole undead thing to contend with too, so that was new. but being dealt a shitty hand you weren’t fucking prepared for? that part was familiar. he’s thankful for the fact he him and ash had a few guns when this all went down, although sourcing ammunition for them now was another story. he’d met alicia a few months ago, it had been him and ash for so long it hadn’t exactly been trust at first sight. it was hard to trust people now, and hell even before the world went to shit fez kept his circle small.
they don’t really talk about what they lost; who they lost -- but he knows she lost people too, and he’d bet they were good people. “i feel that --” his voice soft, a sad sombreness painted behind blue eyes and he nods, because fuck, it was hard not to feel the weight of everything they’d been through; everything they’d survived. even in the few short months they’d been fighting side by side. “ yo if you wanna talk ‘bout it -- i’m a good listener --” he shrugs, a soft smile tugs at the corners of his mouth.