@guiltforged liked for a starter !
the rain fell heavy against the window; the sound only SLIGHTLY muffled by the makeshift barricade they had made to keep anyone and anything out. on any normal day, the sound would have RELAXED her. but garret wasn’t back yet and she couldn’t focus on anything but the floor beneath her feet as she paced across it.
he had PROMISED her no more than a few hours and had BEGGED her to stay put while he stocked up. it was stupid. they ALWAYS went together. always had each other’s backs. but things had changed over the last few weeks and though she had wanted to keep going out, there was no CONVINCING him. not when she was starting to show. not when the danger surrounding her was a million times worse than it had been just a few weeks prior. pregnancy was a goddamn BEAST of a thing.
where IS he ? her eyes lift to the door here and there; studying the rundown wood. and for a moment, her mind wanders to how it’s still fucking standing. before drifting back to the worry that has filled every inch of her. he should have been back forty minutes ago. and realistically, she knows things never go to PLAN in this world. she knows he’s most likely been held up by the weather or a few of the goddamn infected. but the worry remains even as she hears the familiar knock pattern against the door.
it takes her a second to realize that it’s HIM. before it settles in and she quickly closes the space between her and the door; unlatching it and tugging it open. “ where were you ?! ” the words come out quickly and FIRMLY; hands pressing firmly against his chest in an attempt to shove him. though he doesn’t move an INCH. “ i was WORRIED. ”