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BOLD YOUR CHOICES

Affectionate; Platonic Hugs | Greeting Hugs | Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate letters | Caressing | Stroke hair | Foot rubs | Massages | Braid/Comb hair | Take care of if sick | Platonic Snuggles | Romantic Snuggles | Forehead kisses | Noseboops | No displays of affection

Sex; One night stand | Shower sex | Wall sex | Quickie | Neck bites | Possessive Markings | Oral | Mutual kink exploration | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Forbidden (cheating) sex | Public sex | Drug-fueled sex | Back of a wagon in motion | BDSM | Threesome | No sex

Dates; Picnic | Theater | Restaurant | Fighting Tournament | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Concert | Park | City Trip | Boat ride on a lake | Fishing | Hunting | Home cooked meal & cuddles | Burlesque | Fancy Restaurant | Adventuring | No dates

Would my character…

AHA !  ─  SO  HE’S  HEARD  ABOUT  HER  ,  the  words  come  as  a  delight  to  the  woman’s  ears  ,  how  strange  that  their  paths  may  collide  this  fateful  day.  cassandra  had  certainly  taken  a  switch  since  the  beginning  of  the  apocalypse  but  who  hadn’t  changed  in  some  way  ?  it  was  a  case  of  looking  out  for  oneself  and  nothing  would  change  that  ,  she  knew  no  one  else  would  be  there  to  look  out  for  her.  curiously  does  a  brow  quirk  in  recognition  of  his  demeanour  and  how  he  watches  her  ,  wolfish  grin  extending  once  his  words  are  spoken.  rick  grimes  is  no  stranger  to  her  either  ,  equally  she’s  heard  things  so  she  has  no  problem  engaging  in  this.  ❛  oh  !  you’ve  heard  bad  things  about  me  ?  ❜  wicked  vocals  prolong  in  a  lazy  drawl.  glint  within  eyes  show  that  she  will  find  amusement  within  this  conversation.  she  entertains  him  , whether  this  would  be  some  sort  of  game  was  of  no  significance  for  cassandra.  a  glance  to  her  surroundings  as  if  checking  for  others  that  may  be  within  ear  shot  before  leaning  forward  ,  as  if  trying  to  keep  the  conversation  just  between  the  two  of  them.  ❛  what  exactly  is  it  that  you  have  heard,  hm  ?  ❜

𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙠 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧.   creekside mud giving way under the weight of waif-like figure. with eyes solely focused on the waters edge and fingers doing their best to navigate what seemed like an endless amount of knots in peachy blonde hair frances nearly missed the sound of footsteps approaching, wet grass swallowing each and every sound only to regurgitate a much   softer   version.  

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚.   sunbeams landing on the same spot for hours as the young woman was lost in her trance, she would pay for it later   but that was alright   ;   there was always something to pay for, some mistake to make right, and if a few scalp flakes were the worst of it for the day she would gladly accept her punishment.      ❛   did  someone  send  you  to  get  me  ?   ❜      when she finally spoke it was to pose a question, a small smile offered as gaze finally fell upon the older man.    

"Tha’s wha’ you said ‘bout the CDC” Daryl points out, leaning back on the seat of his bike and studying the leader. “Tha’ we’d figure this out. Face it ya don’ know where the hell we’re goin’. ‘s it Fort Bennin’? We gonna find somewhere t’ hole up? The hell’s goin’ on here man?”

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A look of amusement washed over her face as she tilted her head slightly at the man in front of her. "And what if I am, Cowboy?" If she could just keep the facade a little while longer, it would make for an excellent prank-- but, the laughter that bubbled out of her betrayed her.