Rocky;;
Ten years old,
96% Health,
Pocket knife. Wow.
Ten years old,
96% Health,
Pocket knife. Wow.
{-}Oops. I forgot all about here :'D {-}
Rocky looked down at the young girl, and tugged at her hand. 'Come on. We will find some food while Rick talks.' he suggested, searching around for bit of grub. 'A-ha!' he grinned. Rocky pulled his hand out of a small, secret bartenders compartment with a loaf of kind of mouldy bread, and a vile of water. Rocky set the loaf on the ground, and took one piece to share with his friend. Rocky ripped the piece in half, and used his fingers to trim off the mould on his piece. He ate it, hunger gnawing at his stomach. The young male wouldn't eat much, though. Rocky would then get too sick to run from zombies.
Rocky, without any reluctance, held out the other half of the piece to Avalon. 'Eat slowly, Ava. It will make you sick if you gobble.' he smiled, weakly. Rocky's stomach grumbled for more, but Rocky could and would not satisfy it.
Rocky looked down at the young girl, and tugged at her hand. 'Come on. We will find some food while Rick talks.' he suggested, searching around for bit of grub. 'A-ha!' he grinned. Rocky pulled his hand out of a small, secret bartenders compartment with a loaf of kind of mouldy bread, and a vile of water. Rocky set the loaf on the ground, and took one piece to share with his friend. Rocky ripped the piece in half, and used his fingers to trim off the mould on his piece. He ate it, hunger gnawing at his stomach. The young male wouldn't eat much, though. Rocky would then get too sick to run from zombies.
Rocky, without any reluctance, held out the other half of the piece to Avalon. 'Eat slowly, Ava. It will make you sick if you gobble.' he smiled, weakly. Rocky's stomach grumbled for more, but Rocky could and would not satisfy it.
