̾ ⿻⁎ᅠ ‍ ⦚⧚ ‍ 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐍𝛥. ִֶָ ‍

she passes him the child before scratching the back of her neck. before speaking sarcastically before grimacing. ” yeah — you're welcome. anyway. ”

” what ? what do you want, 𝒸oco ?”

looking the animal straight in the eyes without blinking, before diverting her gaze to the new cat's dad. ” i hope for you that you will manage to tame it… ”

searching several places, cabin, house, garden. she ended up finding the two year old kid in the house where the father living. finding the baby in a closet, under the sink. magna grabbed her gently before exiting with the child in her arms.

” okay, you go that way, i'll go up there.” the ex-prisoner pressed her pace a little, a kid, a little too young, alone in a walker-infested world. disturbing. ” stella ! stella… ?” she opens all possible doors and closets.

” nope… need help for searching her ? what’s her name again…? ”

she throws him a bottle of pill. expired certainly. ” i found this when i was on a food searching. since you often say you have a headache.”

” what are you looking at? ” she asks without really waiting for an answer and taking the picture in hand. ” oh𝙟𝙚𝙚𝙯!— fortunately the social networks do not work anymore… he’s that 𝙟esus ?”

” relax, it's me — a walker would never take a damn stick from your hand. thought. ” grabbing the matterial to wrap around the stick, magna looked at 𝑎aron as he shared his point of views. ” don’t. do not justify yourself for your hand… ”

watching the avalanche of love emanating from 𝑗avier, for his new companion. disgusting. ” do you think he gives a shit if i tell him ; he's going to end up as a walker’s pie? no. he survived until now because he was alone…. ”

” they are unbearable…”

keeping an eye on 𝓬onnie from a distance, in order to protect her. it was always more prudent and then not being able to leave her post, she thought that shooting arrows at the walkers while helping her could be a good hobby.