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He looked down at her, brushing her hair back. “I always am. Don’t worry.” Alyssa began to leave, expecting her to follow.
“What happens if you die in there, Abel?” she replied. “It ends. All of it just ends. If I die in there, you’re able to figure out the next move.”
He looked down at her for a moment before looking over at Alyssa. “Take care of her, okay? She’s not like us.” Alyssa frowned, looking down at...
“Because I’m not smart enough to keep going if you die, Abel,” she said, her voice cracking. “There is only one person who knows this whole...
Alyssa was glaring at her brother. “Where are you going?” “I’m going to try and figure out if he’s followed us. It’s okay. Go to the spot. I’ll...
“Of course I do,” she replied heavily, crossing her arms. “I don’t want to die, Abel. I just want to be here with you and enjoy life, but having...
Screams began to rise around them and Alyssa began to panic. “Is it him, Ferris?” she demanded. Ferris didn’t respond before looking down at...
They hurried towards the exits, Ferris still holding her hand. Smoke was beginning to fill the hallways. “How has it happened so quickly?” Ferris...
She didn’t look at him, her head bowed. “I don’t want to fight with you,” she said after a moment. “You’re all I’ve got.”
Ferris instantly looked concerned, standing as well and taking Fleur’s hand. “Is this normal?” Alyssa shook her head. “No, not at all.”
She went over to the sink, pouring herself a glass of water. “What, Abel?”
He squinted and opened his mouth to reply before an alarm pierced the silence. Alyssa looked up, her gaze turning steely. “That’s fire. Come on,...
She emerged from her room, her hair tied back in her usual braid. Her brows were furrowed and she looked tired, rubbing her arm nervously.
“Nuh uh. It’s inciting sibling loyalty.”
(Yoop!)
Alyssa hesitated, looking over at Ferris, who was glaring at her. “Where is your sibling loyalty?”
He wouldn’t hear anything from her room for the rest of the night.
He raised an eyebrow. “But that’s not what she’s saying. Tuna is gross, Fleur.”
She frowned at him, not saying anything. Her hair was messy and her eyes may have been red-rimmed from crying. After a moment, she turned away,...
“That’s Alyssa being nice and saying that your food taste is trash, Fleur.”
