❝ No crying on the boat. ❞

Silence...was her sole, immediate answer to his response; no syllable, not even a soft chuckle left her tightly-clasped lips—albeit the knot that was her frown did ease a little bit; and not necessarily out of pity either, no... There was something in the way he willed himself to lower his guard in her presence, regardless how slight, that she somehow found worthy of her empathy.

“You know... You sure do have your way with words—especially so when it comes to profanities...,” she rose her brows and looked away; an attempt to bring back a sprinkle of humor to the table, “...but boy, are you bad at pretending you don’t give a shit.”

A smirk, followed by a gentle headshake. A brief exhale to mirror the way air left his lungs as he spoke earlier.

“You’re not the only one to have ever felt like an outcast here. I may have not been handcuffed when they escaped the farm and left me behind, but well...” Befalling amongst them was yet another moment of quietude, as she started mindlessly fidgeting with her own fingers; blue eyes staring down at her own feet.

dumps a dead rabbit on her. “happy easter.”

Last she’d seen him earlier today, he’d already had one foot right outside the perimeter of their current dwelling; a new addition to their community—this young, gullible-looking lad who had magically survived the shitstorm the world as they knew it had turned into for far longer than he himself had probably expected—tailing behind him as he’d flashed that signature, cheeky grin the moment Andrea had come into sight—folded arms atop her chest and everything; apparent disapproval all over her glaring hues—and yet, there he’d gone still; “Little Mister Smartypants needs a practice!” or something along the line of his no-brainer excuse, he’d shouted as they’d disappeared into the woods.

Since when did he decide it was his specialty to take on the babysitting duty, anyway...

Not that she’d minded, really—it was Merle Dixon she was talking about; going on a hunt had been his bread and butter, even way way back before The Fall. Not to mention they had, indeed, got mouths waiting to be fed—and if anybody were to go and get the job done, this man would always be their best shot. She just wished he could’ve ceased perhaps a tiny bit with his random, last-minute volunteer work, especially when he had other people involved. Oh well... They’d be back in no time, the blonde was sure of it.

And of course, Andrea loved knowing she was right—but boy, did she not anticipate the way that truth would be revealed on this particularly sunny day.

The furry front legs of the lifeless bunny were still tepid when they came into contact with the bare skin of her shoulder; prompting a generic “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK—” reaction to escape the former attorney’s parting lips as she jumped off her seat, followed by that one curse she had been saving for his ears and his ears only whenever he did something so dumb—or you know, so good—that no other word would pop up at the top of her head.

me, every 2 days to @aintyablondie: yes i WILL finish re-watching season three!

me not: finishes re-watching season three…

Then this happened:

Sam: So, you remember that scene in season 1 where Merle was dying and started talking to himself???

NaeNae: I do remember, yeah. Wasn’t it from season 3, though?

Sam: ...wait, was it??? But-but... It was from that time Andrea and co. left him on the rooftop!

NaeNae: Yeah, but I think we only got to see him starting to talk to himself in episode 1 of season 3...right?

Sam: ...

NaeNae: ...right?!

Sam: I really don’t know, man...

NaeNae: Now I’m starting to question my brain as well...

Sam: Oh well. Point is, we’re both thinking of the same scene, yeah?

dafuq is that s’pposed ta mean ?

“Well... You were the one asking if I was getting grey and I assumed you were talking about—”

“HEY BLONDIE! ya gettin’ grey?”

Muse’s Childhood Asks

👬 What was their relationship with their family like?

Before Amy came along to be their Player 4, Andrea grew up in a tight-knitted, three-person household and thus, had a decent bond with both of her parents. Sure, as depicted in the TV series, she was more of a daddy’s girl: inheriting his ambitious stripe and stubbornness, as well as sharing his typically-masculine interests (e.g. the entire thing with fishing), making herself the more tomboy one among his two daughters—but that doesn’t mean she didn’t appreciate her mother’s presence in her life all the same. Then again, it was from the woman that she got her more nurturing, protective nature, attention to details, and peace-keeping attitude. I imagine her family was also the type to go on vacation trips—be it to visit their extended members or simply for the sake of spending quality time together—and have traditions to celebrate special occasions—which, as silly as Andrea sometimes thought they might be, she genuinely enjoyed and always tried her best not to spoil. As for her relationship with his baby sister, I think we got quite the gist already from the first two seasons of the show.

🎅 What was their favorite holiday as a child?