[Starter for @DesolateVenture ]
Let’s start over
Shane had a heart. When he wanted to have one. He only showed it to very few people. Carol was lucky enough to see it.
“C’mere lemme help..” he muttered helping the woman sit down, he looked her up and down—
@DesolateVenture Shane grinned at her.
“It’s a deal.” He called after her, he watched her take off and he laughed shaking his head.
He couldn’t help himself, and took off in another direction using the trees to his advantage, weaving in and outta them.
“You lost?” He asked popping—
@DesolateVenture —he would love to have dinner with her.
“That is if you can actually shoot something.” His grin turned into a smirk as he challenged her. It always helped take the edge of off learning something new.
@DesolateVenture He could feel her bright blue eyes on his body, and he couldn’t help but love it.
“Bet I could find a bottle of wine to go with dinner tonight.” He grinned looking at the woman.
“That is, if you’ll have dinner.” He was vague but hoped she’d get the message.—
— ❛ Youre more like us than them. ❜
comic/TV based lydia. AU/canon. ships with carl or henry. literate/desc. banter forever welcomed. not new to character comic wise.
RT?
@DesolateVenture —life. When it’s the fucking apocalypse.” He shrugged again sighing some.
“But that’s just my thought. I’m tryin to survive and so are you. So we are the odd ones out.” He glanced at the woman with a small grin, taking her offer with the water.
“Booze would be—
@DesolateVenture —into her ear before brushing past her and began to the woods. A wide grin spread across his face and he couldn’t seem to shake it. He couldn’t help it, this woman gave him the butterflies in his stomach he thought once died.
@DesolateVenture Shane knew people were gonna talk. But frankly he didn’t give a shit. He hated these people anyway. They were always trying to ruin is happiness, or whenever he came close to it. He gathered a bag filled with a few essentials for them.
“Ignore em darlin’.” He mumbled—
@DesolateVenture —her just made him stop thinking straight. He felt like a high school boy when she was around.
“Let’s go then. We’re wasting daylight.” He grinned and gave her a wink before leading her to his tent so they could get some supplies. He would have to start small—
@DesolateVenture —low, almost to the ground. He couldn’t help the butterflies in his stomach when he looked at her or felt her touch.
“When do ya wanna start? I say the sooner the better.” He shrugged once continuing to chew on his lip.
@DesolateVenture He nodded once and ran his hands over his head.
“Alright it’s a plan then.” The grin on his face only got wider as he heard her words. Finally someone had some faith in him, and didn’t see him as a monster. He then began chewing on his lip keeping his gaze—