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Futuristic Brain Burger

".. Don't eat too fast, honey... You don't have to eat it all, remember that." He said softly, smiling as he set Nathan down against the wall. "When you're done, feed him a little more. I'm gonna' go and see Stew real quick." He added, kissing her cheek before standing up and quickly making his way downstairs and out of the station. He glanced around for Stew.


"Stew?" He called out. (@Stew, @Soul OMU)
 
Stewart sat with his coffee as he gazed over the one or two walkers that populated the streets. He suddenly hears Norman and looks over,


"Is something wrong?" He asks Norman.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
Elizabeth gave a nod as she spooned her own soup and took another spoonful before going over and helping Nathan eat a small spoonful of his. "It tastes good..." she said softly to herself rather then him. (@DrTrollinski)
 
"I came to ask you the same thing... You just suddenly... Up and left, man." He said softly while running his eyes across to the walkers that were shambling around. (@Stew)
 
Stewart shakes his head,


"I'm just worried about the other group, not the Russian guy, but Lee and Clem." he sighs,


"I just hope that they're ok." He takes another sip of his coffee.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
"Hey... I'm pretty sure if a group like us can pull through, anyone can. I think it's the dedication that carries ya' to be honest. Not the knowledge." He said softly, taking a deep breath as he stared back off at the undead. (@Stew)
 
Stewart sighs,


"I guess so. It would be nice to meet them again, especially Kenny, I wish that I could have talked to him more." Stewart takes another sip of coffee and shakes his head.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
".. Heh... Why's that?" He asked him.


---


Nathan lazily rejected the next spoonful of soup. ".. I don't want any more..." He spluttered, slowly rubbing his head. (@Soul OMU, @Stew)
 
".. So... It was sort of like me with Nathan right now? That sorta' sad mood, or...?" He asked in question, leaning backwards onto the small wall and sitting atop it. (@Stew)
 
"As in... Very sulky? Not talkin' to anyone, lookin' depressed, that sorta' thing?" He asked, peering over him for a few moments. (@Stew)
 
"Why Savanna?" He asked in curiosity.


---


".. I need to lie down..." He blurted in a whimper, weakly curling up into a ball once he was done speaking. (@Soul OMU) 
(@Stew)
 
Stewart glances at the rubble of the building he blew up,


"Because, They said they were headed there, they dropped me off just outside the town and let me go wherever." Yet another sip.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
Elizabeth nodded and carefully picked up the young boy and made sure to bring the hat rack with them as she slowly made her way to his room, having to stop and catch her breath every now and then before putting him down on his bed and tucking him in. (@DrTrollinski)
 
"I see... If we ever go by that way we'll have to stop and see if they're around." He stated, smiling for a moment.


---


".. Am I dying, Elizabeth...?" Nathan whimpered as he tightly hugged the blanket of his bed, some tears pushing out of his closed eyes. (@Soul OMU)
 
Elizabeth stroked his hair lightly. "No bae... you're just in a very rough spot right now... But you're a strong boy and I know you'll pull through... everyone believes in you..." she said softly while looking at him. (@DrTrollinski)
 
".. It feels like I'm dying..." He whimpered again. "I'm scared to go to sleep..." He added quietly, his voice shaking and his body trembling while tears continued to more rapidly make their way from his eyes. (@Soul OMU) 
(@Stew - Check my second to last post. I keep forgetting to tag everyone -.-)
 
(I responded to it, don't worry)


Stewart takes another sip,


"Alright then, I think I'll go get something to eat." He says as he gets up. Stewart walks back to the kitchen and eats some food.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
Norman also goes back inside but goes into the gym; he lies down on one of the weight benches and slips on some weight-lifting gloves; followed by that he lies down and begins to pump the iron that's already set out on the holding bars above his head. (@Stew


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His answer was delayed once again, he weakly gripped her hand and sighed. ".. You did?" He asked in a whisper, his eyes shut and his face partially buried in his pillow. (@Soul OMU)
 
Elizabeth nodded. "Mhm... I was in a horrible car accident... I was barely conscious when i was put on a stretcher. I had this moment... where I felt like I was floating... and I could see my own body..." she said softly, while holding his hand. (@DrTrollinski)
 
".. I sort--.. sort of saw that when I passed out yesterday, I--.." He reaches up and wipes his head with an uncomfortable sigh. ".. I could just--.. It felt so strange... and when I woke up I was in bed, but... It was just... Strange." He said softly, gently rubbing his head with one hand. ".. Can you read to me, Elizabeth...?" He requested in a gentle voice. (@Soul OMU)
 

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