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[center][color=B0C4DE][h1]Riley Ridgeway[/h1][/color]
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[I]Location: Centennial Bank, Wewahitchka, Florida (B7)
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Riley had found a nice spot in the corner of the bank that they had all settled in from the night before, mainly using her backpack as a pillow. She was surprised that the bank still had any money left in it, when they made their small fire the night before and a few vending machine snacks and drinks that were there. She slowly opened up her eyes letting out a slight yawn as she stretched out a little bit, hearing little Jamie crying out. Her eyes wondering over towards Tatiana tending to the little baby who was throwing a little bit of a fit right now. Riley could pick up a bit of the Russian curses that Tatiana was muttering to herself, she then finally pulled herself up and stretched out once more.

Riley wiped away a lot of the sweat off of her forehead, the humidity of the day was really bad as she adjusted her shirt a little bit as she walked over towards Amelia. As Riley got a bit closer she could hear that loud sound going off as well, she wasn't even sure what it was either. But it was certainly going to draw some walker attention in the area as she took a moment to look out the window from where they were.

Out of the sixteen weeks of just walking, and getting whatever car that they could get their hands on which never lasted very long at all raising an eyebrow she wasn't even sure what it was. [color=B0C4DE]"I don't even know, but it's going to most likely wake up any walkers around the area though."[/color] Riley said, as she looked over towards Tatiana. [color=B0C4DE]"We are going to need some med supplies for sure."[/color] She said rubbing her eyes a little bit and yawned again. 

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[center][h1][color=magenta]Erica Monroe[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Wewahitchka, Florida (E8)
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The humidity was really horrible for Erica, she was pretty much just sprawled out on the concrete floor of the cabinet shop that they called home from the night before. Erica stretched out as she got up and made her way over towards Nigel raising an eyebrow towards him, and then looked at Wayne. She started to shrug a little bit, she wasn't sure what it was at the moment just yet as she put on her backpack and strapped her shotgun over her shoulder. [color=magenta]"I'm hearing it, but I don't know what it is just yet."[/color] Erica pointed out as she stared at Wayne their groups resident junkie. Knowing that he would probably end up feeling the effects of the drugs he had been using she was surprised he still wasn't out cold still.

[color=magenta]"We could try and check it out or just simply continue on our way, whatever you guys want to do."[/color] Erica said, she wasn't sure what the rest of the men wanted to do, Erica didn't like the idea of the sound it was going to be drawing a whole lot of unwanted attention to their area. [color=magenta]"We should try and look for some kind of food as well while we are in this town."[/color] Erica suggested, maybe they would get a better look at what was making the sound as well.