I FEEL THE BUZZ IN MY TRUCK AND I ALMOST WRECK IT / private

[dannychan]

she frowned. “oh. i’m really sorry to hear that.” she said and tilted her head. “i’m madison clark. i was a guidance counsellor before everything happened if you’d like to talk.” she offered. “and the idiot in my lap is my son, nick. you look around his age.” she said thoughtfully.

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, watching her. “That’s kind of you miss. But..I really need to get going. I’m searching for some place to spend the night and then I’m going to continue searching for my group in the morning.” Carl said

[dannychan]

she blinked. “you can stay with us for the night, and hopefully we can help you find your group. no one should be alone in a world like this.” she said. nick made a soft noise. “she really stubborn, i wouldn’t argue.” he mumbled.

[Leafwing12]

Carl was quiet for a moment. “...Okay. Thank you, miss.” He said

[dannychan]

madison smiled and nodded. “of course. now, what should we call you?”

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, seeming to relax lightly. They haven’t attacked yet. That was good. They were friendlier then most these days. “Carl.” He murmured

[dannychan]

she smiled. “that’s a nice name. would you like some jerky?” she asked, slowly moving nick, only to have him scramble for a near by bucket to vomit. she winced and sighed, reaching into the truck and pulling out a bag of jerky.

[Leafwing12]

Carl winced slightly at the sound of Nick throwing up. He then frowned. “Why do you guys need morphine? Is someone that injured?” Carl asked

[dannychan]

madison shook her head, holding the package out to carl before moving to rub her sons back. “no. nick is.. an addict. and he’s going through withdrawal.” she said. “as if that wasn’t blatantly obvious..” nick mumbled.

[Leafwing12]

Carl frowned, watching Nick. An addict? That...Can’t be good for this. “...Nick you may want to find some other way to help your withdrawals. There’s not a lot of medicine
Left anymore.” Carl said