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Last Hope — Carl {carlgrimes13}

He looked up at the sky as she did. Yeah, the day was turning darker by the minute. He knew that he had little time to the day. That was what she must be thinking as well. "Yeah." he said with a nod. "Let’s go." he placed his hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze before he started to walk. He wished that they had a car, that would make the time pass faster, that would get them there to his dad. Sooner the better. But then again did he want to got here sooner? Did he? What if he found his dad was gone? Dead, torn apart? What if he was not breathing? What if the hospital was gone? What if? There were so many damn possibilities. He hated going over them in his mind. But he was doing it over and over again. It was all he could do. His mom had told him that the hospitals had been promised a guard. But then again she had thought that Atlanta would be safe. And now Atlanta was nothing but ash and the dead. He turned to look at Marceline. It was nice having someone for company, someone that he knew. The familiarity was always a comfort. "They said that the hospital was gonna be guarded." he said, just to talk, just to break the silence that had fallen all around them in the dust of this broken down town. "Do you think that it still might alright?"

Now or never || marcielever

Baby steps, that was easier said than done. Ellie watched as the blonde entered the water, it was strange. She knew how water worked, clearly she wasn’t dumb. It was just strange watching how her friends body just sort of fell into this liquid, and the liquid surrounded her. Swimming couldn’t be that hard, right? Just kick her feet and stay afloat, hold your breath when you go under. Clearly swimming was something she needed to learn, bodies of water surrounded them. Even though it was fun being carried on Marceline’s back, she knew it was something that couldn’t always be done. She sat there as she watched Marceline move about in the water, the little ripples of the water moving around her. Her fingers were constantly fumbling with each other, clearly she was nervous. How silly this was, to be afraid of liquid. Out of everything in this world to be afraid of, people, infected, she was afraid of water. Emitting a heavy sigh, the teenager followed the same process that Marceline had. She removed her shoes and her socks and slowly walked over to the waters edge. Her eyes stared into the water for a moment, before focusing on her friend. "I hate you." She spoke in a sarcastic tone, clearly she was only teasing. Ellie remembered how excited she was to learn how to swim, now she felt nervous, her stomach was in knots. She was surprised Marceline wasn’t laughing at her, though of course the teenager would simply brush it off as nothing. Taking a step forward she slowly started to walk into the water, just enough so she could feel the Earth below her feet. It did feel really nice, cooling even. She would love to come out here on a really hot day, if she ever got to the part of swimming. The water now rested at her waist, so far this was a progress, at least she was in the water. Her fingers ran over the water, watching as she formed those little ripples along the surface. "So, Miss Lever, what now?" She asked in almost a proper tone, acting as if Marceline was a teacher of sorts. In a way Marceline was the teacher here, she was teaching Ellie something. Of course she was no swimming instructor though, Ellie just liked to make certain situations fun — certainly Ellie needed fun here. Her eyes watched her friend, studying her hard for any instructions, she wanted to make sure she got this perfect. Her fingers continued to run over the surface, the feeling was really nice to her.