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#| int. Cristine |
thedesolated · 8 months
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open to: m/f/anyone plot: Cristine & your muse met on unexpectedly while checking out a ransacked convenience store & are having a little stand-off. The undead broke in or appeared from a back loading dock, chasing the two into a barricaded location where they're trying to wait it out a bit to see if things will calm down or they can escape in another way. you can hmu if you'd like to plot! connection: another survivor location: convenience store back room or storage closet.
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Her back was against the wall, arms resting loosely atop her denim covered knees as Cris listened to the low moan and grunts of the undead on the other side of the wall she sat against. The door was jammed shut with a solid barrier in front of it but the only problem was that they couldn't get out that way, brown eyes snapped up to the other person sharing the small space with Cristine and the woman sized them up silently before she filled her lungs with a big inhale and exhale through her nose. With a little wave of her hand Cris tried to get their attention before she offered a somewhat lame but still pretty friendly smile, given their circumstances she had no right to make demands or even ask for anything but Cristine hated the tension in the silence between them.
"You wouldn't happen to have a fucking cigarette, would you?" She asked, mostly mouthing the words but what voice could be heard was certainly in a whisper. Cris didn't want to alert the dead to their presence but fuck did she need a cigarette, that was why she'd gone into this damn store in the first place. Since being separated from her younger brother and sister, Cristine had been trying to fill the emptiness she felt inside her chest every waking moment. Cigarette's always had been a vice of hers but the scarce resource had evaded her while she used it to distract her from the probability that her siblings were dead. "-- or a joint?" Cris added a little excitedly, brows arching in mild expectation even though she knew that likelihood would be less than the other having a cigarette.
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