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4 yrs ago
Secured myself two interviews next week and waiting on the outcome of a third, feeling good today 💕
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6 yrs ago
I think there are far more important things to worry about than people calling their characters "muses".
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7 yrs ago
Imagine how sad your life must be to flex on some nerds online.
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8 yrs ago
nuke the status bar
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9 yrs ago
I passed my exams!
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a e w i n
also known as the weirdo that fangirls a lot
annie 26 united kingdom

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Lydia took the bottle, smiling, "thanks for that," she said. She twisted the lid and took a sip, sighing in relief as the water soothed her dry throat. She stuffed the bottle into her bag as she looked at him in thought. "I just have a small pocket knife. We can check the camping section for any make shift weapons if you want?" She offered, stepping back from the aisle.

She looked around, her eyebrows furrowing as she didn't spot any of the undead walking around. She was surprised, either they didn't hear the commotion at the entrance of the Walmart, or they were coming in uncharacteristically quietly.
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Lydia nodded slowly, examining all the shelves for canned foods carefully. She found some canned peaches, and hummed in satisfaction to herself, I should have enough food for the next two days, if I'm careful. She mused, slipping the can into her bag before looking for anything else. "I'm Lydia," she introduced herself, looking over her shoulder to give one of the guys - Finn, a polite smile before turning back to her investigation. Lydia took hold of her bag, holding onto her bow between her side and elbow for a moment as she checked stock of her food and drink. "I don't suppose you found any bottled water around here, have you?" She asked Finn, seeing as the other guy was busy as she peered into another aisle.
Lydia carefully stepped down the aisles, peeking at each with curiosity and caution. Even if she didn't find any food, she at least needed some water or she would surely be dead by the end of the week. She was already feeling the physical effects of mild dehydration; chapped lips and dry skin. "I'm guessing we're all strangers here." She said, to no one in particular.
Lydia chose to slow down, however she didn't bother looking back as she took her time observing the aisles around her. She kept her attention on her surroundings instead. If there were about two dozen undead - now dead - just sitting by the entrance, Lydia was sure that there would be a couple of stragglers around somewhere.
Lydia, first startled blinked as her weapon clattered to the ground. Next, she found herself getting angry, "what the hell, you ass!" She hissed, "I wasn't even talking to you, so that was uncalled for." She went over to pick up her weapon, but rather than shooting him with the arrow like she wanted to, she walked in the direction of the newcomer, passing him without another words as she walked towards the food aisle.
Lydia looked at the newcomer, instinct screaming for her to run away and hide under some rock till she either died or somehow the whole apocalypse was over and done with. Instead, she lowered her bow ever so slightly as she entered the building, careful not to step on the broken glass as she walked past the first two men. "I just need some food before I can be on my way." She said, "but try anything and my arrow will be in your eye." She frowned. She had never threatened someone before, and she was sure that her voice made it obvious so, but she kept hold of her weapon, ready to fire if necessary. She may have been one to protect others, but her main objective was to save herself long enough to find her brother.
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