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Beatrice Clemmen | Female | Bisexual | 19 | Second leader | Tags: Eve, Zack
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Beatrice was a bit relieved that Eve hadn't removed her hand, otherwise she would have started a fight for no reason. When it came to feelings, it was hard for the second leader to show them, or even admit them. She found her true feelings late, always. Beatrice finally removed her hands from the other leader's, her mind getting a little too sappy. She couldn't believe how close they were now. A year ago or two, you would've thought they would kill each other, but somehow they got along. They were both stubborn and hotheaded, but they agreed on most things now. Beatrice was just so tired of fighting that she found peace made the camp be at ease.
When they fought, the camp could feel the same tension. It made everyone mad, or annoyed.
"Yeah, sure. Although, what are we going to talk about? Our social lives have kind of been stripped away," Beatrice said sarcastically, although she meant it. It was true that their social lives have been stripped away. War has made everyone tense and no one really talks to each other anymore, due to trust issues. There was nothing really going on in the camp either.
Beatrice realized there was someone staring at them - Zack. She blushed a little bit, but not too much to make people question her authority. "Need something, Zack?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.