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Dean shrugs, “I have no idea. You tell me.” He smiles sightly, titling his head a bit in the process. He took a hand off his gun, keeping a firm one-handed grip on his gun, pointing at the girl’s head still.✘♪🎧♫✘
“Makes sense…” he says with a simple shrug. “How long has it been since you ate… or even slept well?”✘♪🎧♫✘
He reaches down and grabs her bag seeing the gun inside. He lowers his gun and puts the safety on before sliding it back into his pocket. “You need food and rest. If you’re a good shot and dodger you’re useful and this survival thing gets pretty tough alone.” The male hold out his hand to her, “Let’s get any food we can and head out before we’re found.”
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Really, he had no idea if anyone else was alive and so far this girl was human and the only one alive besides himself. That actually bugged him a bit.✘♪🎧♫✘
“Got a name Blondie?” Dean asks looking to the blonde girl with him.
Sparks eyes rolled to the back of her head in annoyance. What was with men and their false bravados. What it was distinctly clear that she had been here for food. God, she hoped he’d just let her run along. She’d been lucky enough to not encounter too many sickos and she hoped today wouldn’t be her worse encounter. Thinking this made the gun to her temple not so annoying.
The blonde shrugged at his question, her face looking a bit confused. She didn’t know exactly where this was coming from, why did he suddenly sound so interested in her well- being. Oh goodness, maybe he is a sicko. “I don’t know, I just eat stale chips and beef jerky if I’m lucky… and who really sleeps well anymore?”
Though to be honest it was very hard to sleep well alone when there wasn’t anyone keeping guard for you.
“I’m a great dodger, and not a half bad shot. Mostly better with a knife.” The blonde shrugged, feeling a bit relieved seeing the gun go down. The blonde took his hand, and rose up from the ground. She was glad, now she didn’t feel so weak.
“Wait, so we’re pairing up now?” Sparks was a little confused, considering this was all so sudden. The blonde followed behind him though, she was always great at doing that. “Not exactly a name, but a state. They call it Sparks, so call me Sparks.”
Sparks was still a bit on edge with this man who had cornered her with a gun. Though as this man spoke, he seemed a lot...
โโช๐งโซโ Dean looks over the girl and sighs. He was still mentally reminding himself his brother was fine but he honestly...