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color: black;">it was weird to think they had met only yesterday or so and they seemed so stuck together. obviously she hadn't been the only one to notice that. lorraine pointed it out as well. but as they talked more about their future and their plans for getting supplies and to the isle the more evident it seemed. it was something that admittedly gave her comfort. she hadn't slept properly in ages on account of keeping one eye open while she slept just in case any zombies or groups of people came. everyone had to be careful in this free for all world but women especially. yesterday was probably the first time in many months she had actually properly fallen asleep. and asleep on a mattress no less. if jacob wanted to try anything with her; rob, rape, murder, torture, whatever, he would have last night. so talking about sticking together for the future was now more of a comfortable thought with ash. <br/>
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she watched the house pass them as they continued to drive. ash simply shook her head "nah, we're gonna have to prove we can handle ourselves. shacking up with another group is going to seem a lot like mooching. lorraine was talking about some abandoned houses up this way." she directed upon reaching the fork. she wondered how many people really did live around here. the last thing she wanted was to barge into another house with people who weren't as welcoming as the other family was to them. up the road eventually, ash spotted a house. "oh try there." she pointed in its direction. it was more or less hidden in the woods. there used to be a white picket fence ad the house itself seemed to have been painted a light blue colour. broken lawn ornaments now scattered the lot and looked like a warning from the spirits of the damned to keep out. the broken gnomes and the 'home is where the garden is' sign was now less warming to visitors and more threatening. clearly, the original owners hadn't lived here in a while. or maybe they still did and no longer cared about keeping the place in a neat state. that'd be smarter, any house that looks nice and put together would be looted and taken over in a heartbeat. <br/>
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as jacob slowly the car ash hopped out. she took one of her blade out and kept it in her hand just in case. the house looked more like a little cottage for a family to escape to. she walked closer to it to try to see what was inside but it was dark. ash walked to the back of the house as well and saw that the backyard opened up onto a nice lake previously hidden from view of the road due to the trees. "hey! we have a source of water." she called to jacob. she hoped even if it wasn't this house there they'd find one along the lake. purifying it would be simple enough. she turned and began heading back to the cottage. she stood at the backdoor and tried jamming the sliding door open just a crack enough for the two of them to fit inside.<br/>
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