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She nodded tightly, moving through some weeds and old grain, heading to the city. He would see that she was muttering to herself, pointing at...
She tensed, looking over at him with furrowed eyebrows. She gestured to the city, evidently lost in her own thoughts. "The... the..." She sighed,...
"No," she replied, distressed. "The other girls and I. There was this... this mass exodus. I think this is where we crossed the lines." * * * He...
"I'm... I'm not quite sure," she said with a small frown. "I think... I think this is where I ran." * * * His low voice sounded. "Come in." *...
She looked around, not quite frantic, but definitely concerned. She approached the city side of the road, slinging her leg over a short fence and...
She put the car in park, her brows furrowing. "Something... there's something here," she said confusedly, blinking as she scanned the line of...
They had been driving for a long time. Aisling was in the middle of telling him a story, a smile on her lips before she froze, slowing the car to...
(Zoop?) * * * He kissed her forehead. "Trust me, my love. I won't let anything happen to you." * * * She frowned, hurrying over and moving...
She got in the driver's seat, closing the door behind her and starting up the engine. * * * He looked around for a moment. "Yes. But Ellis...
Aisling came with a small bag and her adventuring clothes. "Ready to go?" she asked, taking his hand and squeezing it. She wasn't one for PDA,...
(Yoop!) * * * He took her hand, his brow furrowed nervously. "I'm not going to let you hurt me," he replied quietly. "We'll... we'll go on a...
She gave him a smile before closing the door behind her. *** “I won’t let you become infected,” he said fiercely. “We know so little about the...
"Me too," she told him quietly, heading for the door. "I'll meet you at the car in an hour, okay?" * * * He caught her wrist, tracing the...
She rolled her eyes, running her fingers through his hair gently. "You should know it by heart by now. Come on, let's pack." * * * He looked...
"I'm always ready for a fight," she replied smoothly, leaning down to kiss his forehead. * * * He frowned, looking down at her. "What?" * *...
"I hate it," she griped, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently pulling his head into her lap, brushing her fingers through his hair. * * *...
She considered this, her lips pursed. "Hm. I'll accept it, then," she said quietly, leaning down and kissing his sternum gently. * * * He...
She looked down at him with a small frown, tilting her head. "Because I'm short?" she asked flatly. * * * His head jerked up in surprise and...
She was quiet for a little while, her pointer finger gently tracing circles on the skin of his neck before she stirred, sighing as she sat up. She...
She closed her eyes, resting her forehead against his temple again, lying on her right side with her left arm crossing his chest, her hand coming...
