We spent our lives, running through the wasteland
Word Count → 442 :: Their camp is located on the end of Halifax, near ara' Revenge :3
The feel of heated metal against her back was uncomfortable, but the midnight girl neither had the motivation or intention to move from the roof of the car, instead she settled for rolling onto her right side, running her palm across the rusty relic of human civilization. A few paces away should could see Hael diligently attempting to cook some rabbits he had managed to catch, attempt being the key word for the male was just as clueless as her in the art of cooking and food preparation and more often then not what was served as dinner was undercooked, over seasoned and just plain nasty. Not that she'd complain, for she'd rather the brindle hybrid do the tedious task then have to try her hand at herself. Swinging her legs over the edge, she cradled her left arm on her lap and placed her right behind her to keep herself propped up. “Haaaelll. How long till it's cooked, ya trying to starve me or something?” she moaned, her stomach growling towards the end of the sentence to conveniently emphasise her point.
In return to her petty complain, she got a sigh and an eye roll for the hybrid, getting treated like the pup she was behaving like. Grumbling under her breath about men and their incapacity to do anything aside from impregnate girls and look good, she swung her legs slightly, bashing them against the car door beneath her. Hopping out from the interior of the car, Omi clambered upon onto the cars roof, meowing a string of complaints in perfect imitation of her owners typical behaviour before jumping free of the car and going about the task of intertwining herself around Hael's legs. Again her stomach rumbled, but instead of complaining again she settled for falling back against the car roof, once more careful of her broken arm.
And if we die, I'll meet you up in heaven
'Cause you're beautiful.
Table by the Mentors!
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