Genevieve|18|female|with Dylan, Percy, Roxas, & Luna|at a cabin
I replied to the mac n cheese offer with a silent nod. "Let's hope this house runs off of propane," I said, knowing that the electricity was probably out. Luna came back at me with yet another remark, which was definitely expected from both her and myself. "In case you haven't noticed, sweetheart, I've got a nice, big trailer that's just right outside," I told her in the same tone used as before, only cut throat sharp. I decided mentally that if she said one thing to me, that I needed to just shut up, although that would be hard, considering I was Genevieve Grace Declan. Things like that just didn't happen every day. But neither did apocalypses. I felt like I was being overrun by her, my postition as one of the leaders pending, which made me feel somewhat insecure around her, let alone her normal composure that just seemed to bug me.