“‘Good luck charm’ my ass” I groan before almost tripping over a stone..maybe she was only slightly lucky.. I turn my head to see her reaching for poison ivy curling down a tree towards her fingers.. and those bastarding gloves

“Smallie I wouldn’t touch that if I was you, or let it touch you.” I roll my eyes before continuing to walk.. the girl had a lethal touch.. literally.. which is currently why I’m having to drag her ‘lucky’ ass through the gone to shit nation.. “Luckie if you don’t-“