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𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑇’𝑆 𝐴 𝙆𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐶𝐴𝑁’𝑇 𝑨𝑭𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑫.
𝓈7 — TWOL
Joined November 2025
⠀⠀𖬺͟. ﹙ ⌖ ﹚ ❝ 𝑪𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝗨𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗡 .ᐣ ❞ ⠀▹
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he lets him speak, both arms crossing atop the side of the truck. though he smiles, it carries no joy. only a distant fondness carried along a melancholy current like a piece of driftwood. rick responds in kind. “ carl. ”
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consistent, unerring pressure that condenses him further ﹠ as he sinks far below into the murk depths. it’s the name that pulls him to shore. spoken softly, so softly ———— enough to hear the heartbreak that belies every syllable.
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preoccupation of the mind has a nasty habit of taking him someplace else, even if only for but a moment. someplace underneath the crashing waves beating against the rocks along the shore where there’s nothing but silence ﹠ pressure.
ㅤ first, he opens the vehicle door and places the axe on the passenger seat. then, he approaches the pickup truck bed, throwing the heavy backpack inside. hearing the mention of rick's son is a trigger that pierces drover's armor. + ㅤ
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had the chance to see what we made of ourselves in the end … ” he bows his head, fingers splayed against the tailgate. they keep that contact———dragging along the metal as he rounds the bed. “ my son was one of those people. ”
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over to the bed of drover’s, pulling it down so he could at least give his arm ﹠ shoulders a rest from carrying all he’s got on his back. “ it took me years, most of it is a blur, but i still remember all the people that never——
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“ okay. ” the man is handling quite a bit at the moment———he supposes it isn’t much of a stretch to help him get it all of his hands. “ i hope you find what you’re lookin’ for. really, i do … ” he pushes off his truck ﹠ heads
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“ fillin’ up the tank’s a twoman job now .ᐣ ” maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t. regardless of any of that it makes rick smile. the kind of smile that crinkles his eyes ﹠ urges his nose to wrinkly just so in mirth.
ㅤ tightens his grip on the bag's strap, letting out a sigh.〝ㅤwanna help me … to fill up the tank .ᐣㅤ〞he knows he looks like an idiot now. ㅤ
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hip juts as leans against his own truck, hands crossed before himself politely. rick shrugs——squinting as his gaze malingers elsewhere. “ will i see you again .ᐣ ”
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faint ﹠ conservative———as though he wasn’t sure if it was allowed when their time is fleeting. “ s’nothin’ more than rations. were a big community. matter of fact, we’re many. you ain’t takin’ food outta someone else’s mouth by acceptin’ it. ”
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“ if that’s what y’wanna call it. ” the hand, in response to all too fleeting warmth, flexes gently﹔ remembrance of the sensation, perhaps .ᐣ difficult to say. just as difficult to rationalize in his mind. rick’s smile mirrors his,
ㅤ treacherous smile formed on his face, lips needing to be moistened almost immediately, accompanied by a hoarse laugh that threatened to escape. 𝘰𝘩, 𝘨𝘰𝘥.〝ㅤif i stay here, you'll get used to my face. nah.ㅤ〞 holds the gas + ㅤ
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… ﹙ tongue glides along lower lip, head ducking to conceal the touch of warmth to his expression﹔ he turns around only to return with a full gas canister in tow ﹠ a covered basket. ﹚ like i said, ‘m keepin’ my word.
ㅤ looks like i managed to bring a smile to someone's face here, so yeah — being a stubborn punk can be good sometimes. ㅤ
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uh——huh. real cute, drover…
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so … ‘stead of caterin’ to your needs for survival, y’rather cater to your ego .ᐣ color me surprised, mr. morgan.
ㅤ aren't y'all adorable .ᐣ like a damn sweet treat for a fucking diabetic on the verge of death … i'll be fine. ㅤ
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can’t imagine you’ve stocked up with the way things’re goin’ .. ‘sides, s’what we give t’everyone that doesn’t plan on staying.
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i’ll get it for ya, just—— hold on a minute … you eaten yet .ᐣ
ㅤ i wish, bub. but my pickup is still out of commission. fiddled it a bit and … nothing. i'll wait for the gas. ㅤ
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thought y’would’ve hightailed by now …
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sure they’re having the same nightmare﹔ he can only pray this means she truly doesn’t mind him clinging to her all night as though he’d be taken while he slept … “ figure rj’s taken after me. he’s still sleepin’ .. halfway off the bed. ”
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he is most definitely competent enough to know when his wife says sit down, she means business ﹠ he best do what she says without fuss. even still, he shifts on his feet almost restlessly before dragging himself to perch. rick’s ——
nightmares still occur almost each night. in said dreams she wakes up alone, him nowhere to be seen … each morning is a huge relief though, once realising he’s there. safe and sound. “ you just sit down, okay? “ ++
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