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He looks at Taylor who is soundly asleep. "Naah why do you ask that? We just met.This is not a Disney movie.."
 
"Me and Joseph were gone awhile..." She got quiet. "I just figured since she told you to kiss her."
 
"Hahahaha relax Melia. That was drunk Taylor. Really not looking forward to hangover Taylor. By the way, how in the world did you get hold of this very fine vehicle? " Robert asked sitting upright.
 
"When we went out, we got in a fight and were about to go our separate ways. But 4 guys in this thing showed up. We killed them off and took the jeep." She smiled.
 
"Well i wont asked for the specifics about the fight but im glad you too are okay. I hope you ironed out your issues." He said smiling and caressing the backseat of the car, appreciating the leather.


(I am out of data. Let me look a way to refil them il be back)
 
"We did, I guess." Melia smiled. She was starting to get tired, but enjoyed the driving to much. It wasn't everyday that she actually got to drive.


(Okay.)
 
"You know Melia, you dont have to hog the car. I can see you are starting to get tired and i would like to get to wherever the hell we are going in one piece." Robert said as he stretched on the backseat almost hitting Taylor on the face.
 
"Its afternoon sleepy head. You should get back to sleep Taylor" He pushes her head back to sleep
 
She looked confused. "It's morning you... you person..." Taylor was coming to her senses a little more, but not completely free of the effects of the medicine.
 
"Well well well the drugs may wear off but i am waiting for the hangover to kick in. Should be starting any minute now.." He smiles and looks forward.


"Melia, scootch over im driving now."
 
"Ha!!! There it is! The time i was waiting for. Goodluck with the headache that even painkillers cant fix."
 
"Aha.. I won.. again, seriously.. you need to get better at cards..." Marko was playing cards with himself and won... or lost... another game. "Well... time to continue moving.." He stood up, collecting all the cards, after finishing, he put them back in the package and then on his pocket. 'I hope I can find anything useful..' he thought as he proceeded down the stairs, he knew the building was empty, but he kept his Trench Knife in his hand.


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Mikhel Rusinov [Chicago/10:01am]


"Fuck it, I'm leaving." Mikhel said. He moved into a nearby building, and abandoned his Barrett. He pulled out his M16, toggled the flashlight on it, and saw someone moving down the stairs. (@An Unknown Person) "On your fucking knees!" Mikhel would yell in broken English.
 
"Oh" Marko dropped the knife on the ground and kneel down, waiting for his next move. "Comrade, I'm not a bad guy, just a simple Finnish guy.." he joked as he put his hands around his head. "So what? you're going to loot everything I have and just leave me here?"


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"Why? I can always share...and if you want me to give you everything, then I would die in the cold, so yes, I am taking this personally.." Marko said as he slowly put the water and the MRE on the ground.


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Marko piick up the water canteen, trench knife and the MRE's as he go after Mikhel. "Comrade...wait up!" he called out, following him outside. "Been long since I talked to someone else...mind if I tag along with 'ya?"


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Melia woke up on a bump. "What the hell..." She muttered looking around. "When did I fall asleep..?" She asked
 
"A bit..since I was raised nearby Imatra, Finland, right next to the russian border.." Marko shrugged as he looked around then back at Mikhel. "What about you? got anything you wish to share?" he was a bit curious about the Russian survivor.


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