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hayley understood greer's mindset, the thought process of a survivor. trust no one, protect yourself and your own at all costs. for so long, for too long, life for hayley had been about no one but herself. once she found herself pregnant with hope, it'd had to change, it'd had to adapt. it couldn't be just about herself, it had to be about her and her daughter. even when she'd turned up at the lodge, now nearly a year prior, she'd really only intended for it to be the two of them. the others would be there, but she'd only care about herself and hope.
but plans had to change. she accidentally started to care about people, about those around her. there were the explicit ones, like her family and ellie, and more quiet, unspoken affections, like brendan and edmund. there'd been lovers, jackson and tommy and now alfie, some for days and others for what was supposed to be forever. in the end, even someone as cool and jaded as the brunette had found feeling and connection among them all. she'd had the triplets, she'd planted roots, and all of a sudden, flintlock was no longer a pit stop; it was her home, her forever. jackson, her children, and that towering wooden building on the horizon, that was her until death does us part.
[color=#4A272E]❝a few others,❞ she said simply, shoulders bobbing in a shrug as she eyed them up, holding their scissors close to their chest, [color=#4A272E]❝not exactly close, but close enough.❞ it wasn't more than a day's trip to the closest, no more than a few days to the furthest. [color=#4A272E]❝it depends on what you're into. there's the badlands, where it's kind of dog-eat-dog, the strongest survive or whatever. there's bluestem, the farmers who live in a trailer park. northstar, i think they've got, like, boats or whatever.❞ she said simply, readjusting the hoodie on her shoulders, beginning to wish she'd worn something thicker. [color=#4A272E]❝we've got the lodge. this place, the village, it's only for storage and food growing; we've got a big ass building just west of here, a hell of a lot warmer. but in order to come in, you're gonna have to hand those over,❞ she motioned vaguely towards the shears, [color=#4A272E]❝y'know, precautions and all that shit. we have a concerning amount of children right now, and as lovely as you seem ki- nathaniel, we've just gotta be safe.❞
hayley understood greer's mindset, the thought process of a survivor. trust no one, protect yourself and your own at all costs. for so long, for too long, life for hayley had been about no one but herself. once she found herself pregnant with hope, it'd had to change, it'd had to adapt. it couldn't be just about herself, it had to be about her and her daughter. even when she'd turned up at the lodge, now nearly a year prior, she'd really only intended for it to be the two of them. the others would be there, but she'd only care about herself and hope.
but plans had to change. she accidentally started to care about people, about those around her. there were the explicit ones, like her family and ellie, and more quiet, unspoken affections, like brendan and edmund. there'd been lovers, jackson and tommy and now alfie, some for days and others for what was supposed to be forever. in the end, even someone as cool and jaded as the brunette had found feeling and connection among them all. she'd had the triplets, she'd planted roots, and all of a sudden, flintlock was no longer a pit stop; it was her home, her forever. jackson, her children, and that towering wooden building on the horizon, that was her until death does us part.
[color=#4A272E]❝a few others,❞ she said simply, shoulders bobbing in a shrug as she eyed them up, holding their scissors close to their chest, [color=#4A272E]❝not exactly close, but close enough.❞ it wasn't more than a day's trip to the closest, no more than a few days to the furthest. [color=#4A272E]❝it depends on what you're into. there's the badlands, where it's kind of dog-eat-dog, the strongest survive or whatever. there's bluestem, the farmers who live in a trailer park. northstar, i think they've got, like, boats or whatever.❞ she said simply, readjusting the hoodie on her shoulders, beginning to wish she'd worn something thicker. [color=#4A272E]❝we've got the lodge. this place, the village, it's only for storage and food growing; we've got a big ass building just west of here, a hell of a lot warmer. but in order to come in, you're gonna have to hand those over,❞ she motioned vaguely towards the shears, [color=#4A272E]❝y'know, precautions and all that shit. we have a concerning amount of children right now, and as lovely as you seem ki- nathaniel, we've just gotta be safe.❞
[b][i]make your girlfriend mad tight, [color=#4A272E]might seduce your dad type