world's end ━ the walking dead

( 𝟎𝟖𝟔 ) run gone wrong

— ZOE WAS NEVER A fan of parties before the dead started walking. When she was at school, she only had a few friends, she was never seriously popular, and she never went to any parties that were thrown, hating the mere idea of it. She went to the party because her father wanted her to try and blend in, mingle with the people of Alexandria and get to know some people. And all she found out was that they weren't like them at all, they didn't know how to survive, they didn't know the struggle of trying to stay alive, trying to find food so they didn't starve.

These people lived like there weren't flesh eating monsters outside the walls. They worried about what food they were going to cook as to not upset the newcomers, and they worried about their clothes staying clean — Zoe couldn't imagine having them worries, she wished that it was her worry. But she lived in the real world, something that nobody living her knew of. At least she could say that she survived. She was surviving, and it hadn't been easy, it still wasn't easy, and she was proud of herself and her family for making it this far.

Sasha had a bit of a break towards the end of the party, the people and their worries clearly getting to her; Zoe knew what it was like to loose a family member, and she knew what the woman was going through. Tyreese's death was still new, and Sasha was trying to get past it. He was a big part of the group, Zoe couldn't appreciate more how he had looked after Judith after the prison had fallen, how he had rushed her life for her. She hated how she couldn't ever pay him back, now.

As she was thinking about the previous night, she felt Nate nuzzle his nose into her neck, the girl relaxing into his hold as he had a grip around her waist. They had their own room, now, with an actual bed, and it felt like they were living in a world with no walkers.

If this was before the end of the world, they would have their own flat - she imagined Nate working at a garage, herself as a teacher, having stable jobs and planning for a family in the future, one boy and one girl. In an ideal scenario, Daryl, Merle and Carl would come to visit their nephew and niece, her mum and dad would come over and see their grandchildren. She didn't know if Nate had any of these fantasies, or if he even thought about what life might have been like if the dead didn't rise, but either way, it was her fantasy.

Since they first arrived in Alexandria, Nate was leaving Zoe's side to hunt with Daryl.

He felt useless in this place if he couldn't hunt - he wasn't even allowed to carry his weapon around, and he hated it. He needed to shoot something, to let off steam, and hunting with his brother was a good way to go about it so he didn't start going crazy. The man didn't like that he would be separated from Zoe for that amount of time, but they both knew that if he didn't get out of this place, he was going to loose his mind.

Zoe didn't exactly like being stuck here, either, but since her dad wanted her to stay where he could keep an eye on her and Carl, she didn't have much of a choice in the matter and had to stay inside of the walls.

As she watched the sun slowly seep through the curtains, she couldn't help but think about how well Carl seemed to be fitting in with the other kids his age, it was nice to see, since he hadn't exactly had a friend since the outbreak first occurred. He and Sophia used to be great friends back at their camp outside of Atlanta, but that didn't exactly end well for anyone. Either way, she loved seeing her brother finally settling into somewhere with some friends, but she didn't want to let her guard down just yet..

They still couldn't trust these people.
 
 
 
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Zoe knew that she had promised both Rick and Nate that she would stay in the walls of Alexandria, but when Glenn had told her that he was going on a run with some of the residents here, the girl just didn't want to pass up the opportunity to get out and stretch her legs. The fact that there also wasn't any women in their group for the run annoyed her - it seemed like this sanctuary only liked having woman do jobs like they were in the fifties. Cooking, hairdressing, teaching.. Not one woman was in a group to leave the walls and scavenge.