Sometimes you even agreed with his way more than you did his father’s. You and him have always had this special comradery. You weren’t fragile or too weird for him, he wasn’t a little kid to you. The kid nods in agreement, but you can see he doesn’t buy it. “How much we need to raid a pool shop and dig an in ground in this place.” You answer without pause, delighted on one of your many fantasies. “Says the crazy cat lady, minus the cats.
#Rick the walking dead let fucks fly free
You remember what happened at the Wal-Mart?” You scold him, free hand on your waist now, fingers swaying out at the hot breeze.Ĭarl snorts, tilting his head. Make sure you stock up on shampoo AND the conditioner this time. “That thing must smell like a foot, Grimes. You notice his tall presence immediately, the brand spanking new confidence he carries himself with, and that fucking hat. You were known to stare off into space a lot, work related or not. It halts your laughter, causing you to sigh right as man-boy Grimes walks by, grinning at your normal antics. It could almost rival the ones you had in Georgia. Yeah, all that said, you are definitely in the midst of a heatwave. Guess it was just not as much motivation or pushy mindset from the world before this to get people into places they never imagined they could be, or do things they could never do before. You were almost able to forecast a thunderstorm the day before it happened with your busted thermometer and musty books. You used rooftops, built makeshift stands to take in air flow, direction, windspeed. It was your forte to pick up books on runs now to put together a library for yourself and anyone to use, really. You studied enough to put any self-respecting weather man or women to shame. So you usually took what you felt, what you observed, to gather information. Not qualified for fast office skills then, but now? Now you could beat out the Indy 500 pits. Your organization skills came in handy in this new world more than the first. It helped distract you, and everyone here in Alexandria appreciated it. With the weatherman forever unavailable, you took it upon yourself to imagine each forcast. Really though, you were mulling over Virginia’s heat wave. Might seem pretty damn crazy to some, what with you standing in front of the house you claimed as your own - hand propped on your gardening rake, laughing your butt off. Originally posted by permanently-wanderlust action, if this is well received? ) Anyways, Happy reading! Let me know? I think I can consider a part two with a little more…. I hope I don’t suck my first run out here. I hope you like it, anon? And I hope everyone else does too. (even if I kind of hate it right now.) so this was pretty fun. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”Ī/N : This is my first ever published fic for TWD. Anonymous asked: Rick x you, prompt 75 :3ħ5.
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