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[sup]Current Location: Arlington - Interacting With: Trevor - Mentioned: No One[/sup]

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[color=gray]Time froze like an eternity. The laughter of the children, the bemoaning of the walking corpses and the groans of the injured--all of it had gone silent. Trevor and Maisy were alone in their own little world, yet the rancher couldn't help herself to feel chilled by the woodsman's words. The secrets Trevor had explained to Maisy worried her, especially with the dire consequences that could happen. Trevor could easily be exiled from his own settlement or disappear without warning. Hell, the "teamsters" that came with Trevor could easily determine her part of resistance to the woodsman and take care of Maisy however and whichever way they felt.

Biting her lip, Maisy thought over what Trevor had said. It had been a lot to think over, with the by chance of disastrous consequences. Yet just as the cold swept over Maisy, warmth and color arose within the rancher. Trevor looked down at the much shorter Maisy, and wrapped his arm around her. As the woodsman spoke, Trevor grew even more nervous, bringing both curiosity and worry forth from Maisy. Nonetheless, what ill worries Maiy might have had was settled by locking eyes with Trevor and noticing his bright smile. Her hair was brushed through by Trevor's hand, who bent downwards to whisper in Maisy's ear.

What Trevor had said--three simple words--was more than enough to bring a vibrant flush of red, coating Maisy's cheeks. Both the woodsman and rancher had grown close over the several days the expedition had gone on, and Trevor was the first to attempt to officialize their relationship other than the occasional back and forth flirting they did. Upon hearing Trevor's words, Maisy opened her mouth, yet all that would come out were distorted and confused mumbling. Despite the show of badassery Maisy made sure everyone acknowledged, in the end, she was still a girl at the core. 

The apocalypse stole Maisy's chance at young love, with some boy underneath the shade of the tree on her family's ranch... yet here she stood as red as a strawberry, unsure of her next move. A moment would pass as Maisy stood in Trevor's arms, flustered and wondering how to reply.[/color] [color=moccasin][b]"I-I... I,"[/b][/color] [color=gray]Maisy replied, already coming to a crawling halt before she took a deep sigh, gathering what courage rested within her.[/color] [color=moccasin][b]"I think I'm in love with you too, Trevor..."[/b][/color] [color=gray]She continued as Maisy twiddled her thumbs and looked downwards. Maisy wanted to slap herself for saying 'think,' as she believed Trevor would think she was still uncertain, but a gentle smile arose from her lips for Maisy counted her blessings and considered herself lucky.[/color]

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