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"Chantelle. Nice too meet you. Hold on"
Then drinking out the bottle again she walked to the horse girl.
"I know where there is one nearby? I can show you if you desire. Its a 5/10 minute walk from here?"
"So who are you"
She turned to the guy who followed her, and smiled as she passed him the Vodka.
"You seem more, interesting. Have some"
"Freelance. No where. Just trying to find survivors. Create a new world and that shit. And in these times, alcohol is not the most deadliest thing."
Chantelle sighed, taking another gulp and lighting up a cigarette.
"Live a little, it feels great trust me. Stopped sorrow and self pity overwhelming you"
And with a seductive smile, she sat on the bonnet of her car, taking a few more smaller sips.
Chantelle placed the food, pop, water and other stuff she got in the boot and locked it up before entering the store again.
"Alcohol makes you forget too, and gives you one hell of a good time"
Picking up a bottle of Vodka, she took a gulp and winked before looking at everyone.
"So, to be... polite. Where is everyone heading too? "
Chantelle spun around and looked at them all.
"Is this some kind of party. Jesus Christ. You can all get your own supplies. Plenty of tins, alcohol, tobacco in here. This place has been left almost untouched. Now we will discuss whatever outside, I'm putting my items in my car."
Walking to the car with the trolley, she flipped her hair and smile seductively at everyone.
"By the way, I'm Chantelle"
Chantelle spun to the sound of hooves and sighe, putting the pistol in the holster.
"2 people in a single day. Jeesh this must but luck. Well you 2 can be useful and keep an eye out while I restock my car. Any funny business a bullet will be in your brain in seconds."
The hiss in her voice was enough proof as she started ransacking the shelves and shoving it into a trolley.
I agree. I will make the powers worthy, unique and useful. Just got to learn.
Chantelle sat in the mirror, brushing her hair slowly as she hummed a tune. After sorting her hair out she sat on her balcony and had a cigarette. As she smoked, she twirled her fingers in the smoke as she exhaled, causing the smoke to be enlaced with black. Shortly she would attend the school for her kind, yet they all knew their parents. Yet she had no clue. The power surged in her fingers as hate filled her and everything around her wilted. With a sigh, she walked back in.
"I seriously need to get this sorted, "
I wont Thank you.
Chantelle lit a smoke as she walked into the superstore. Peering around. Slowly, she peered round not noticing the person behind her and shot her pistol at a glass window. A smile crept on her face and she looked around to see the stranger.
"What the fuck"
The gun pointed at him.
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