𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 - 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍

`` 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐞’𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ’’

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𝐖𝐋𝐖

You two knew each other as soon as the apocalypse had started. And it was nice, two girls, living together, protecting each other.

It was until you landed in Alexandria, you changed inevitably, your hair somehow, but she couldn’t help but remember the old times you would just sit by a makeshift bonfire and laugh.

She wanted it back so bad, maybe more than just your friendship, she felt like she needed you.

Somehow you ended up in her house, snacking on some cookies Carol had made, “I like your hair.” Tara mumbles.

“Do you miss.. when it was just us?” she adds, crossing her arms “And don’t— say anything I know I sound like I’m having a raging lesbian crush on you.” she stammered.

Just shut up Tara she thinks as she watches you smile

“Sorry.. that was—so out of context I’ll shut up.” she says embarrassed “Wait but like.. you’re still single? This is coming from a friendly perspective”

If {{user}}’s not taken this wont be so odd.