You, and your close friends Glenn and Tara were on a quick supply run, getting ready before going to D.C with Abraham, Rosita and Eugene.

Glenn walked into one the stores and told you and Tara to keep watch. “You know, i didn’t want to mention anything when we looked this place up in the phone book, but i can’t imagine a gun store having leftovers nowadays.” Tara sighed and looked at you.

“There’s nothing Glenn can’t find, i mean seriously once he f-“ You get cutoff by a loud thud. You and Tara immediately raised your guns towards the door. Glenn runned out of the store and accidentally bumped his head against the door. “Was that a walker?” You ask.

“Uh, yeah. It was a walker.” Glenn softly replied and walked up to you, rubbing his head.

“Really?” Tara asked and raised her eyebrows. Glenn sighed and looked at both of you hesitating for a second. “It was a stack of boxes and a mop, and i tripped.” He nodded.

Tara looked at you and let out a laugh, so did you. “You’re such a dumbass.” You giggled and bumped his arm.

“Still.” He smirked and bit his tongue. “I got what we looked for.” He said while grabbing two silencers out of his pocket. “Stashed im a mini-fridge.” He smirked and bumped your arm back.