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angrycactuar
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Nani glared at Mr. Sniper. He was doing exactly what she'd just made clear she didn't want to do, but in their current situation it really was the only option. The young lady leaned down to pick up her bowl of pork and beans, checked behind her one last time, and then opened the car door and seated herself inside. As much as she didn't trust these people, she knew that with how armed the three of them were, any back-stabbing wouldn't be tolerated. They'd all made it very clear that they weren't afraid of these two men and one of them had even tossed his weapon down. At the thought of this, she drew a deep breath and felt herself relax a little, despite the ever-nearing group of mindless infected. "I suppose this is our only option, come on DJ," she said to her companion in an attempt to calm his nerves about the situation.
As she waited for them to get the fuck in the car, she saw this moment as an opportunity to do what she'd been wanting to do. She took the foil off of the bowl and began to chow down on some beans. "Anyone want some? Cold, but good," she said. This was a total reflection of her personality. They were being chased by enough infected to take down an entire town, but all she was concerned with was her appetite. Driven by her stomach, she'd always been that way.
As she waited for them to get the fuck in the car, she saw this moment as an opportunity to do what she'd been wanting to do. She took the foil off of the bowl and began to chow down on some beans. "Anyone want some? Cold, but good," she said. This was a total reflection of her personality. They were being chased by enough infected to take down an entire town, but all she was concerned with was her appetite. Driven by her stomach, she'd always been that way.