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[indent][sub][hr][/sub][color=lightsteelblue][sub][b]Location:[/b] [color=gray][i]Rushford, Ohio -- O'Neal Family Tavern[/i][/color][/sub][sup][right][b]Date:[/b] [color=gray][I]May 15th, 2019[/i][/color][/right][/sup][/color][sub][hr][/sub][/indent]
[indent][indent][color=gray]Percy Moore had sat himself at the bar, phone with a charge of less than 20% in one hand and his head in the other, eyes fixed at the screen. As if that'd make a message come back faster, though. He's been staring at the long, long, [i]long[/i] line of texts he'd sent to his ex-wife, easily summarized with three little words: [i]Please call me.[/i] But no answer, not since the last time he'd tapped out a very long, strongly-worded paragraph. Maybe her phone was just dead. Maybe she was more focused on protecting Ana and herself than answering frantic texts - which, if [i]he[/i] had Ana right now, and Laura was the one panicking and bombarding him.. Yeah, it makes sense. It makes sense that she'd be more focused on surviving right now. It doesn't stop his brain from coming up with horror scenarios, though. Like, what if his texts were what ended up getting them killed? The undead seemed to be attracted to the noise.

[color=8e75b2]“It’s not going to get better.”[/color]

Well isn't she just a pocketful of sunshine? Percy grimaced slightly before turning his head to look at her. Yeah, she's done plenty of good by now but [i]jeez[/i], she's not one for optimism. Not that he is either necessarily, but.. [i]Shit[/i], Jennifer, little white lies never hurt anyone.

[color=8e75b2]"Whispering Springs is pretty far down-river,"[/color] she continues, [color=8e75b2]"But, it’s a better fighting chance than anywhere else right now."[/color]

After checking that his phone is on [i]vibrate[/i] and not [i]blare-so-loudly-it-attracts-zombies-from-every-which-way[/i] levels of volume, he turns off the screen and lets out a huff of breath. Whispering Springs, from everything he knew about it, seemed nice. He could vaguely recall asking his parents if he could go - his mother would always say yes, and his father would always say no. [i]"It's too far,"[/i] he'd insist, [i]"We wouldn't be able to come get you quick enough if something bad happened."[/i] And then his mom and dad would lightly fuss back and forth over it before finally coming to the conclusion to do something fun over the summer. They never really did, though - which, at the time, Percy was [i]furious[/i] over it, but now that he has his own small child he's worried about? He gets it.

[color=8e75b2]"We don't have a lot of supplies and this place has almost been picked clean,"[/color] Jennifer starts up again, breaking Percy's little train of thought, [color=8e75b2]"If you can find a drink, I don't think there's a better time for it. But, maybe we missed something."[/color] She then pulled out her handgun - the same kind he has, which he'd been [i]so[/i] very observant to point out after the metaphorical dust settled in here. [i]"You have a [b]Glock,[/b]"[/i] he'd blurted out before proceeding to duck behind the counter and kick himself mentally. Like, no duh, she has a Glock. At least he didn't say something [i]way more stupid[/i], like, [i]"Oh, we're [b]twinsies![/b]"[/i]

[color=8e75b2]"What do you three think? I don't like the idea of sitting in this bar for too long."[/color]

Percy turned his whole body around as he went to reply, but a harsh, I-need-to-be-oiled-type of creak came from the barstool under him. He winced, muttering a [color=lightsteelblue][i]"Well fuck me,"[/i][/color] under his breath. After half-standing up to look through the window and make sure he didn't just summon a swarm of zombies to come at them - as far as he saw, he didn't - he then plowed through to what he was going to say anyway, [color=lightsteelblue]"We should [i]probably[/i] definitely get a move on, yeah. Whispering Springs seems like the smartest thing to do, probably."[/color] And as long as Laura and her fiance had any sense in their heads, they'd be going there too.
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