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Josie didn’t believe that she had been lucky to survive the end of the world. In all honesty, she much preferred death. If she didn’t feel lonely before, she sure as hell felt it then. It felt like some cruel joke. She had been in just an ordinary basement. No windows, nothing but building above her. And somehow, even though the world came crumbling down, some beams bent in a peculiar shape and kept her alive. It had been an utter miracle that she had found a way out of the rubble. She had searched for survivors all night, only coming across bodies of foster family members and neighbors who had not been as “lucky” as her. As morning rose, she was exhausted, filthy, and desperate for the end. That is…until she heard a voice calling out. Weak from the ordeal, she stumbled across the remains of the city, eventually seeing the near pristine image of a boy about her age. And he saw her. Her hands trembled anxiously by her side. She wanted to break down and sob. She wanted to embrace the only other living person she had come across. But she stayed frozen in place. “J-Josephine Chevalier.” Her voice trembled among the ash as it fell around them like snow.

@lonegiirl | josie & five

It wasn’t like he was suddenly prepared for an apocalypse of this nature, but he knew that survival was instinct, and with the Academy, he was probably more suited to overcome this than others who hadn’t been so lucky. He didn’t consider himself fortunate though, seeing as for a moment, he thought he was so utterly alone. This at least led him to the option of harboring some sort of fostered relationship, albeit, Five was akin to needing more of a solace than anything else —perhaps that’s why he got along with Vanya so well, her subdued quiet nature was a pleasantry that Five found comforting— and he wondered if he’d ever get a chance to go back. But for now, he had to stay in this new present, and as he saw the girl, he began towards her, first taking a few steps, before running at her in a new pace before looking over her, the debris and dirt telling him much more than he could describe. She got here the old fashioned way, by living through it. “Josephine...” He spoke like a true hero, trying to help situate in the moment as he had been taught to do well under that sort of stress. “I’m...well I’m Five. Have you seen...anybody else around here?”

✉  finding each other post apocalypse 

Something that Five hadn’t been anticipating was the end of the world—and while he had only been trying to prove a point to his family (his father to be exact), this was not in his plan of action. Even as he found a bit of horror in the fact that try as he might, his abilities were locked in time, not able to go back to his own present time. “No—no, no, no.” He mumbled out, trying to regain a recognition of his standard layout, seeing that life had seemed to cease in some sense. “Hello!” He yelled out, trying to see if he were truly alone as he walked through rubble, ash, and fire. It was the end times, as he had come to know them but what he hadn’t expected was to find anybody else there after coming to terms with the loss of society. When he saw her, his breath hitched, frightened beyond belief and startled while trying to calm his own nerves. “Who are you?” He added back almost aggressively so, taking his protective stance to new heights, wondering how she had gotten there.

@lonegiirl​ | josie & five

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Dustin worried that Josie would find it cheesy, the way he asked her to promise herself. The gesture was very much old fashioned 1950s etiquette but he didn’t doubt what he wanted. He’d never been so happy and he didn’t expect that to change. So he took a deep breath and knelt before her. He grabbed her hand gently, kissing the back of it softly like he’d seen in movies about the 1800s.

“You leaving is all the more reason. Look at Mike and El! They believed in their love and after almost a year they found each other again.” A year seemed like eternity to his 13-year-old brain and it was definitely longer than anyone else he knew. 

@lonegiirl (we didn’t plot something specific so have a short thing first)