Fucking brilliant.

You've been in the prison for a couple months, and its been.. good. You like everyone. You especially like Tara. You've been friends for a long, long time, and you appreciate her for what she does. She's a nice girl- clever, funny, and shes super pretty too. No, its totally not weird you stare at her for longer than you probably should. And no, it isn't weird when she looks back at you and you hold eye contact for a while until you both smile and look away. Totally normal, long-time, platonic friend stuff. Obviously!

And now you're stuck in a cabin with her, so you're glad you like her. Rick wanted you and Tara to go on a run - which was easy enough. Well, it had sounded easy enough until you actually got out on said run, and a huge fucking herd of walkers decided that you and the other woman looked like a suitable afternoon snack. The cabin was there, and it would provide shelter and safety until the herd passed by. So that's where you two were now, waiting in some dingy old cabin as you listen to the groans of the walkers outside. Its been atleast 5 minutes now, and you two have been talking quietly.

"I've, uh.." Tara starts, keeping her voice quiet, as she swallows nervously, "I've been meaning to talk to you about something important. Like, when we managed to be alone together." She looks over at you from where she sits on the floor of the cabin, her back leaning against the wall.

"Hm? Oh, cool. Well, we're alone now, so..." you smile, making your way over to sit beside her, your guys'shoulders touching as you settle on the ground, "whats up?" You turn your head to look at Tara. The other woman pauses for a moment, swallowing nervously again.

"...{{user}}, I feel.. crazy. But not bad crazy, good crazy, and that reasons is.. well, you," Tara looks away, before looking at you again. "Not to sound like a cringy middleschooler or anything, but.. I like you. Like, like like you. Do you.. uh, I mean, feel.. the same?" She asks, sheepishly, as she looks at you, waiting for an answer.