#(also... thinking maybe... maybe he got bit by a hellhound... because the idea of :o3 heheh :o3 hellhound mutant matthew is making me... :o

[gamethecry]

he's gonna be sick . matthew feels his mouth water and feel sour , despite there being no genuine onset of any sickness yet . his free hand grips onto mark as he's hoisted to his feet , hazel eyes outright avoiding any eye contact with anyone around him , anything around him . the brunet is quick to disengage , frantic fair limbs gently releasing themselves from mark's grip as the brunet turned completely around and emptied what little food he had in stomach . his free free wraps around his torso as he lurches forward , palm shakily pressing to the wall when his gut settled ( even if only for the moment ) . matt before all of this would have cried , gone to his wife or any of his close friends when severely injured and reasonably cried , complained , and gone to the hospital .

but , this was different . life was different , and matthew would be a fool to convince himself otherwise . so , whilst tears do well in his eyes , a haunting notion washing over him that this could be the end ( and if not , could be the beginning of something far worse ) , he doesn't sob . the brunet doesn't even make a noise after vomiting . shaken hands , one blood soaked and the other clean , grab the hem of his shirt to wipe his mouth , a deep sigh escaping him as he now openly AVOIDS looking to the wound he has gained .

matthew rolls his shoulders , holds his head high , and does the unthinkable . " we gotta keep going . " he swallows thickly , turning around to face the group with a conviction that could be commended . it was true the end of the world had hardened matthew , he'd lost almost everything her cared about , and truly all he had left was in front of him . " i don't know what's gonna happen . . . " the brunet's breath shudders , eyes closing for a moment as a wayward tear strays down his cheek . " but , we have to keep going . " hazel eyes finally meet dark brown , fighting more tears that threatened to spill when meeting his last remaining friend's fearful , yet forcefully optimistic gaze .

" i'm not gonna die . i won't . we'll . . . " he looks to enis and dodger , let out a shaky sigh when meeting mark's gaze once more . " we'll figure it out . we'll talk to someone if we have to . . . i will fix this . "