she knew it was a bad idea, knew she should have talked them down from it. they were in need of moving, she understood that but to try and get through a hoard was pure craziness. the younger blake, now covered in blood after running into the undead to pull the male from it, wore a scowl that would make anyone wish they were dead. kneeling beside the male, she lifts his sleeve, letting out a sigh of relief, ❛ you aren’t infected. ❜ she tells me, allowing her thumb to run over his cheek to catch some blood from soft skin before hand moves up to smack his head lightly, ❛ what the fuck were you thinking, bryan ?? ❜
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