Ellis Greene.
@benevolentsong
→We all got jobs to do. I'm strong, I see that now. I never knew how high an angel could fly, till I saw my mom spread her wings.←
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< Colton told Rick avoid the cabin; in which he told everyone else in the group. He made his way to Ellis who didnt look > Ryan Blake. >
< good at all. "Shit... We need to hurry." He stated to Ryan Blake. as he helped Ellis up. His stomach was growling a bit still. >
< "He's not looking good at all." [Ryan Blake.]
"I'm fine. Just tired.' He whispers softly, looking at Colton Hendrix. before setting the water bottle down slowly. He was exhausted, but >
< it was hard to sleep also. [Colton Hendrix.]
Colton sighs softly. "He never will. He always makes sure others are okay before looking after himself." He helped > Ryan Blake. >
< Ellis along with Ryan Blake.. It took them about 35 minutes to get back to the cabin. Ellis stumbled a bit as he gripped their shirts >
< softly. The others quickly got into the house, Ellis making his way up the stairs with them. "Y..You found the cabin.." [Ryan Blake.]
Ellis slowly pressed his back into the wall, arm sliding around his stomach. "I..I don't feel so good..." He grumbled > Ryan Blake. >
< softly to Colton. His body moved a bit, before he pushed his way into the kitchen, throwing up into the sink. [Ryan Blake.]
Ellis groans softly as his arm wrapped around his aching stomach. After he finally drank and ate some food, it felt > Ryan Blake. >
<better. His stomach that is. The longer the night stretched on, Ellis was laying in the floor by Ryan Blake.'s sleeping bag. Him and >
< sleeping on a pallet Colton had made. Ellis' head nodded off a bit before the sleep deprived blonde was taken into deep > Ryan Blake. >
< slumber, snoring softly. [Ryan Blake.]
|| I'll answer rp's soon... I just can't right now... I'm sorry... Colton Hendrix. and Ryan Blake.
Morning came and Ellis was no where inside. The blonde was sitting out on the porch, his knife softly twirling in a circle >Ryan Blake.>
< between his legs. His head was full of thoughts, wishing his mother would have made it to see this place. To see that > Ryan Blake. >
< there was still good people like she said. [Ryan Blake.]
"I'm having troubles, sleeping..." He finally stated to Colton Hendrix., moving a bit before he walked out onto the front porch with his >
< coat over his upper body since it was becoming very cold out since winter was setting in. [Colton Hendrix.]