forum The Summer of 2019 (OPEN)

Started September 23, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

“Wow sorry, I’m gonna go,” he backed up and jogged away. Jumping up to the roof to hide for awhile.

She shrugged, leaning back against the wall.

She stood and stretched, listening to her bones crack and pop. "Jesus, I'm 24 but have 75 year old bones." She chuckled, heading out back behind the diner and resting against the wall. It was nice in the shade, just sitting and watching the barren landscape.

He sighed and laid back on the hot roof. Maybe he should go for a run to clear his stressed mind… was that safe?

"And suddenly, this is a popular spot."

Her fingers unconsciously tapped against the ground. After all this, she was feeling twitchy. She needed to move, just sitting here was going to drive her crazy. Well we do need supplies, right? Maybe I could take the initiative and go out for a scavenge. Yeah! She stood, heading inside to grab her bag. "I'm going out for a scavenger hunt. Checking out that abandoned warehouse we found last time, anyone who wants to join can come with." She called to everyone, hoisting her bag over her shoulder.

"Can I go?" Jezebel asked, looking up.

"If you want to, grab your stuff and let's go, I'm not waiting around for long." She was already halfway out the door.

Nate jumped from the roof and stuck the landing perfectly. “I’m gonna… do something I guess,”

She jumped up, making double sure her swiss army knife was in her pocket and jogging after her.

"You do what you want since that's all you ever seem to do." She brushed past, glancing up at the sky to gauge the time.

“Woah hey, no need to be bitchy darling.” Aaaaand they were back to their old selves.

"I ship it." She stage whispered, looking between the two.

"It's what I do babe, can't help it." She chuckled.

“Well. Can you not be a bitch long enough for me to join you?”

"Hey, this is a two way street love. If you're not a dick, I won't be a bitch. Sound like a good plan? No? Too bad it's what we're going with." She laughed.

“I am not a dick!” He followed after them.

"You're a tiny dick."

"You certainly act like one sometimes." She brushed her hair out of her face and headed for the old warehouse over the horizon from their little home.

"You're a tiny dick."

“That hurts…”

"From the way she said it, I assume it was supposed to." She smiled sweetly.

“It got out here… why can’t it be cold outside?”

"We live in an actual post apocalyptic wasteland and you want it to be cold. Are you feeling okay?" She chuckled.

"To be fair, it's fucking étouffant" She said, wiping her brow

“No I’m not feeling okay. I’m feeling lightheaded,” he sighed, “I miss when it was cold,”

"I wouldn't know the difference, I grew up a city where it was hot all year round. The heat doesn't bother me." She shrugged. Through this entire time she'd barely broken a sweat.

Jezebel hummed, looking around. The kids don't care if you're alright, honey- the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright! What the fuck brain.