[Telltale] The Walking Dead [Inactive]

"Uh... I'm english. My folks moved here with me well before the apocalypse. I... I haven't seen them for over three weeks..." James sad, adding lots of emotion to his voice to sound as if he was about to cry.
 
"There's no reason ta' cry." Logan knelt down and put his hand on his shoulder. "I mean ya' got this far by yourself, ya' gotta be strong."
 
She slide her hand up his arm and gently set it on his shoulder then letting go of his hand and setting her other hand on his other shoulder too
 
he closed his eyes For a fuse seconds and then open them again and then let off her lips"wow"he smile at her
 

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