Pink Wonderland

My laptop is acting really wacky rn so I'll finish following everyone tomorrow or whatever. 

I already have a couple of threads in the works for Clara but if YOU want to thread with her hmu!

I'm probably not going to write an open for her bc I'm lazy and I owe people starters already. 

Welp! I'm not really sure what to say! I'm Amanda, btw. Billie-mun/Bunny Princess 

So yeah ...

So remember me? Amanda? Well I'm back from my vacation. 

I'm going to on another vacation on the 24th and coming back the 31st BUT I'm going to calculate my days and replies and post a pre-written reply on one of the days I'm gone (from mobile of course). I don't wanna go on hiatus again and I also don't wanna get removed cause of activity and stuff.  

Ummmmm....... What else??????????? 

OH!  I'm going to unfollow everyone and refollow everyone on the master list cause like wow .... so many people dropped and joined while I was away.

Is that all?? 

I think it is.  

                                                                                                   Owe

EVERYONE

Skippy

Windsor

Alex

Plotting 

no one??????????????

Waiting On (I think)

Riku 

Heather (you just need to edit the thing, right????)

I THINK I GOT EVERYONE! IF I DIDN'T OR I MESSED UP THEN JUST SEND ME ANON HATE OR WHATEVER! 

Okay ... thats it.

Everything happened so fast. The couple was walking down the street when two armed men in masks began demanding for their belongings that had any sort of value. Seymour refused and one of the guys pointed the gun to the man, slowly placing his finger on the trigger.

Before anyone had time to process what was happening, Clara had put herself between the gun and Seymour milliseconds before the gunshot was heard. 

When the dust had finally cleared, the two masks men were running and Clara was on the floor, clenching her stomach. Seymour quickly went to the ground and held the pinkette in his arms. He didn’t know what to say, no amount of words would change what was happening. She was dying and there was nothing he could do about it. 

A single tear escaped from Seymour’s eye, trailing down his face. Clara placed her hand on his cheek and wiped the tear away before it had time to drip. A small smile appeared on her face. She didn’t want to die but there was no point in fighting the inevitable. “Dying in your arms…” She took a deep breath, wincing in the process. “there’s no better way to go out.” The pinkette closed her eyes.

Zombie apocalypse AU