(Chapter 3)Wake up

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[After Nathan and Chandler went to the city and drove miles from the old shelter. Illyana, Andrew, Dead bodies and liquor were still there. The unique odor that could kill thousands with one sniff. Such a capacity of liquor you would die happy]
Andrew: What time is it?
Illyana: I would rather wanna know what day it is
Andrew: The door might still be locked
Illyana: We gotta at least try to open it
Andrew: Yeah, but im still tired
Illyana: Then lets just lay here till you wanna get up
[Two days later]
Illyana: Babe we need to wake up. We have no food and we only have alcohol. Our liver will be destroyed or it possibly already is.
Andrew: Fine
[Andrew gets up and opens the door easily]
Andrew: oh my fucking god thats disgusting
Illyana: Jesus Christ. This is all the people you killed
Andrew: Yeah, yeah. Lets just grab what they left us
Illyana: How do you they would leave stuff for us
Andrew: Its Nathan and Chandler. They've never been 100% rude only 50%
Illyana: Oh well i guess you were right
Andrew: How?
Illyana: There is a gun some food and water over here
Andrew: Well then. I was being kinda sarcastic but cool
Illyana: Here take the gun. Dont fucking shoot me
Andrew: Baby, I would never want to or accidentally shoot you
Illyana: Good, we have fucked enough so later
Andrew: Fine..those bodies are still fucking horribly strong with the rotting smell
Illyana: Im gonna check for a car
Andrew: i will watch behind you
[They walk outisde]
Illyana: so the car is gone and im pretty sure they took all the fuel from the other cars that were here
Andrew: Damn, wanna walk?
Illyana: Look where we are. You wanna walk
Andrew: Sí niña
Illyana: haha I love you
Andrew: I love you too
[Andrew and Illyana finally decide to walk away from the shelter in Georgia. Unable to find a vehicle they must continue walking to a destination. They dont know where it is but they were walking there following the road. With limited resources and a few bottles of liquor, they only have so much time]

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