"Five more minutes, mom..."

Muttering in her rest, before she'd blink herself away, realizing her surroundings & jumping to sit up immediately.

"Shit—! Oh .. You.."

Drops on the ground.

She's just out. Impromptu nap. Or she died. It's one or the other.

Glad to see we're on the same page there.

The worst..

// I might not be super NSFW but my accounts usually have a lot of inappropriate jokes or crack RPs, or even heavy, adult topics
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Please do not follow accounts that say MDNI if you're a minor, and disclose your age range. I beg!

// replies after work if I live that long ✨☝️

// Absolutely disgusting !!!!?

Evil and intimidating horse.

I need probably around 10 showers...

// ok apologies. Expect more activity probably closer to friday and the weekend.

🙏 I work full-time and my job is exhausting and my staff is incompetent.

// Might do some before bed?

Idddkkk I'm exhauussteeddd.

// Replies are gonna be slow ☝️

Work is sucking the life out of me and its only Tuesday.

"Thanks.."

[ Her voice was meek, almost wavering at the thought of her mother - all she had accomplished & all she herself hoped to live up to in her absence. ]

"She was...everything to me."

[ The a solemn silence before her gaze returns to the man carefully. ]

"Yeah.. that's the place."

"You'd think correctly.." She sighed out, a hand brushing through her hair before hesitantly reaching for one & immediately dropping herself to the ground in a seated position.

Just something to ease the stress..

Temporary relief.

"I guess I got .. turned around." She insisted with a partial nod of her head, her eyes scanning the area.

Having to sneak around in the dark & weave her way through infected corpses would throw most people off track.

"The dark it uh.. it's not.. safe. There's this- this uh.. th-thing?"

. . . I-

Okay.. Okay. Yeah.

.... 🧍

// I almost posted that on Conner on accident.

Yk what. Yeah. Put Superboy in the RE verse.

"No.."

"Just let me have this-"

Smoking the green herbs ...

// Im gonna JUMP.

// Gimme an Emily

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"I was working on a case.. regarding some..some uh.. murders. Connected to the outbreak in Raccoon City... I'd been following details for work.. between the connections of murders.."

"Wrenwood Hotel.. the latest discovery.. it's where my .. my mom.. sh-she was um..."

"Yeah... Yeah. Sh-Sh-She's uh.."

"She was my mom."

[ Bottom lip drew back between teeth as her gaze shifted towards the ground. It had been 8 years since then, but the wound & pain of that loss still stung fresh every day since. ] ++

"I ... appreciate it."

"Alright..." She'd accept his offer, almost defeated by the fact she did need the help, but relieved all at the same time.

"My ammo's gone.. been out of luck on that end." Grace added, looking back towards the zombie that had just chased after her, shining her light over what little remained. ++