[ Gum and Razor entered an abandoned supermarket, splitting up to scrounge supplies, eventually meeting back up near the back of the store, a small conversation starting. ] "..Whatcha got so far?" Gum questioned, looked up at the other. "Buncha nothing." Razor grunted, lips curling down in distaste as she threw the outdated chicken breast back into the freezer, nose twitching at the stench of rot.