Can I arrive to the gang fifteen minutes late with Starbucks?
OUR BRAVE LEADER IS IN THE GANG

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Can I arrive to the gang fifteen minutes late with Starbucks?
OUR BRAVE LEADER IS IN THE GANG
thxleader
"You didn't have to come visit me." Tara spoke finally. She had to break the silence, it was too quiet for her. "God, knows you have more on your plate."
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“Ya know ya’ll ain’t changin’ me.”
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“I’m sorry about your husband.” Carl spoke softly as he stepped on to the woman’s porch, baby sister in his arms. Rick had given Carl a quick rundown on what had happened at the meeting before dashing off to speak to Daryl and Morgan. “You did the right thing, though…” Carl’s ice blue hues lifted to meet those of the congresswoman. “–-letting my dad- …do what he did…”
Happy birthday, dear! I hope you have an absolutely wonderful day!
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“Nice little community you got there. Hate to see something happen to it.”
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Reg was someone everyone could respect. He didn’t deserve to die in the way in which he had, he was a good man, kind-hearted and Aaron missed him. Everyone did, even if they hadn’t known him all that well...
❝Deanna--❞
She had lost her son only a few days ago and while his body lay at rest, they still had yet to properly farewell her husband. He couldn’t imagine how she was feeling or even what she was thinking.
❝Are you okay?❞
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He’s been outside for a long time. Long time. He isn’t sure how long, but long enough that those gates seem like a hallucination. A long lost memory, coming to haunt him. But this wasn’t Woodbury.