Bourbcn & Poor choices

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tagging: @felteverywhere , @edgecfeden , @esoerotica , @beefcakeds , @honeyedz , @confusionism , @lovepctions , @mvlkxhcney , @caeruleums , (as always, no need to do this!! but thought it’d be fun to tag y’all !! ) 

katherine loved what she did. she really did, regardless of the fact that some days—like the current one—she had to repeat that mantra to keep her going. stereotypical karen’s loved to try and trip her up, thinking that the doctor in front of her name didn’t apply to her. so after a stressful day at the vet office, katherine had all but begged javier for a last minute get together. if anyone could cheer her up, since they’d reconnected, it was him. “javi!” she beamed, running up to the bar when the blonde saw her friend. “you are a sight for sore eyes, thank you for agreeing to this.” she hummed, arms opening a bit to give him a hug. “hopefully i’m not keeping you from any hot dates.” @felteverywhere

“well your mother is obviously a very wise woman, maybe her son didn’t fall too far from the tree.” she hummed teasingly. having grown up in new orleans, food and music were easily the way to her heart in jada’s case...so brooks was on the right path. to say nothing for his honesty, a stark contrast from his former demeanor when he’d asked her to the event. she liked seeing this side of him, it made her feel like there was actually the possibility for something with him. a feeling she hadn’t felt prior to his openness. jada gently leaned against him as she looked up at his far too handsome face, mouth quirking to the side. “since us working together has given me the sense that you won’t take me somewhere i’ll get sick or killed...” she laughed, before nodding. “i’d love that. surprise away, it’ll give me another little peak into who brooks carson is under that oh-so-charming exterior.” jada snorted in laughter at his joke, her hand squeezing his as the valet pulled up with his car. “you strike me as the type to not pull that on a girl on their first...what’d you call it? not-yet-date.” she smiled. she liked that, it meant there was one to come...if she said yes. but jada had a sneaking suspicion he knew she’d agree, if her eagerness was any indication. 

“three million u.s, believe it or not.” santi smirked, one brow quirking just slightly. “though they did say i’d get a bonus if i brought back all of you alive.”

“Alright so according to this—” A.k.a the map she’d just swiped from the teetering stand in the abandoned gas station. “There’s an apartment complex 4 blocks south, and a motel 3 blocks east. Either could be risky, especially since there could still be Walkers around. But assuming there’ll be furniture we can use to barre the doors, we should be able to hole up at one for the night?” Thea suggested, glancing over at Landon as she pointed to the various locations on the map. “Do you think we need anything before we make camp?“ She asked, moving to fold up the map before shoving it into her backpack. “We can check our supplies when we’re safe but…” Safe, ironic in these times but in the tense she said it she meant it. She shifted, grabbing an unopened bottle of Gatorade out of a busted fridge. “I want to see if there’s anything more here before we head out.” @wynterlanding