WEEK TWO: SUNDAY AFTERNOON, ROOM 106

[parodeity]

[ so after the execution they'll meet up in clementine and emily's room again. dave once again takes a seat by violet on the couch, although this week he is more. neutral? than last week. quieter. whatever.

still, once everyone is settled, he does speak. ]

Last week I ended up goin' into the Library. Pried some of the boards back from the unmarked buildin' and saw inside. Got some books, also saw a huge monster inside. [ he will at least toss out the books they got: mostly science and math shit, but also other things. yay. ] Also went into the buildin' next door to this one. It was a pet shop, there were monsters, I don't recommend it.

[ in the same monotone, as he glances around: ] Not sure what I'm doin' this week. What'd everyone else learn?

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[willremember]

Not as much as sewing it up.

[inventurous]

You had to sew it up yourself?

[willremember]

I was alone when it happened, and then some people found me. But they thought it was a walker bite, so they didn't want to waste any medical supplies on me.

So I snuck into their house, stole them, and patched myself up.

[ this story sucks. time to lighten the mood: ] I stole a juice box, too.

[parodeity]

What kinda juice box?

[willremember]

Apple juice.

[parodeity]

The best kind. [ HOLDS OUT A FIST FOR A FIST BUMP? ]

[willremember]

I'm not picky.

[ but she will bump his fist anyway. ]

[inventurous]

I'm sorry, that's... that sucks. [ gettin hip to slang now ] You deserved the juice box, so that's fine.

Can I ask what a walker is?

[willremember]

Right, sorry. Zombies. [ Clementine, too, is learning the hip lingo ]

[inventurous]

Oh. That also sucks.

[ she recently saw a zombie movie and it kinda sucked so. zombies are lame as heck, save clementine from the zombies. ]

[willremember]

There's... Really no one else from a world like mine.

[inventurous]

It seems like everyone's worlds are different from one another, for whatever reason. Asides from the people from the same worlds.

[willremember]

Yeah. You're right. [ she probably shouldn't overthink this. ]

What's yours like? We're in a group together and I barely know you.

[inventurous]

Sorry, but I think mine is... pretty boring compared to everyone else's? I mean, I didn't think the motel had that weird of an aesthetic until Dave called it "old-timey". Er, other than the faceless men and stuff. [ but she feels like she should offer clem Something ] Everything was pretty ordinary until my parents died, and my siblings and I became orphans. We've sort of... bounced around to a few different places since. I think this is the longest I've stayed in one place since. Though it hasn't been very long since they died.

[ that sure is underselling the story but she doesn't want to bore her?? ]

[willremember]

Oh... Sorry about your parents. Being on the move all the time is pretty rough, too... But your siblings are alright?