Micah "I don't believe in sleeping in a bed alone." I say, chuckling "It's an idiotic philosophy but I've always felt like the bed was a thing to share, even if it's just a dog or a cat at the foot of the bed.it's gotten to the point that if I try to sleep in a bed alone I won't be able to fall asleep."
"oh wow" Chantelle laughed, sitting up and taking another sip. "recently I crashed in my car after someone tried to steal it. they aren't alive to tell the tale"
Micah "Please tell me you don't have a sleep and slaughter fetish, because although it would be nice to have my last memory getting laid, especially to you, I'd much rather have the ability to repeat tonight's events." I say in response with a wide smirk.
Chantelle kisses back and grabs the bottle, drinking some more and then lighting up another cigarette. This was the first time in ages since she had sat with someone and spoke, it felt good.
"Well Micah" Chantelle moaned slightly before smoking and drinking more, feeling more drunk before getting her bag of coke out. Jumping up she racked up several lines and snorted a few. Leaving some there. "Yummy"
Liz woke to a beautiful sunrise. She hoped the others had gotten a descent nights sleep. Liz took a semi warm shower before getting dressed. She put on jeans and a tshirt. She wanted to search some more houses and stores for supplies. She also needed to get an idea of what kind if skills the others had. With that in mind Liz headed to the warehouse