oh, darn it.

chance had been lost for a while now—again! she seriously had to stop wandering away from the group during scavenging runs, especially when her gun was all busted up & had little to no gunpowder loaded in it.

she grumbled to herself as she made her way through the deserted streets of what was once robloxia, not paying attention to the road at all for killers or such as she fiddled with her shotgun, trying to get it to work with little to no avail.

suddenly, she looked up as she heard a noise; only to spot a figure in the distance with their back turned to her. the person had a red polo on & black slacks as well, which is exactly what her good friend elliot wore— was that elliot? it was too far of a distance to make out for sure, but damn it if she wasn’t overjoyed anyway.

“HEY!! HEY, ELLIOT!!!” chance squealed, breaking into a sprint straight towards who she thought was elliot, overjoyed at finally being reunited with her group. she practically bounced over to the figure wearing that polo & immediately flung her arms around their waist with little to no regard for personal space whatsoever!

but damn—they were tall… elliot wasn’t even half this height.