⠀ 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙱⃨𝙸⃨𝚃⃨ / 𝙵𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝐇𝐈𝐓 —— #.⠀🪦  𓄹 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚂̶𝙷̶𝙸̶𝚃̶ 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓. * ୨

ㅤ 𝐀ɴᴛᴏɴ 𝐋ᴀʀsᴇɴ, 𝐏𝐡. 𝐃. physician & pharmaceutical researcher. survivor. ㅤ

saddling ginger long before the sun's up, too unsettled to sleep. getting an early start on her patrol doesn't sound like a bad idea.

catching the duffle bag with a smile, setting it on the saddle. “ you know me, always missin’ somethin. ”

“then i'll start north and loop back around,” came murphys reply, instantaneous, breaking into a slow trot towards the gate. “you mind?”

“ethan . . .” murphy trailed off, smile vanishing; brows cinched. “’m fine, i don't need an escort.”

“seriously?” murphy could feel the bubbling anger and swallowed thickly, suppressing it. “fine, whatever, jus’ follow my lead.”

“that's the problem,” murphy pointed out, tone sharp, “everybody wants to talk.” but she didn't. couldn't. so instead of telling the only person who might have a chance of understanding her still she rode off, straight to the south side.

emi.⠀ finally back into twt...gimme ur muses 👹

murphy knew running wild and killing infected wouldn't change a damn thing. it wouldn't bring 𝒉𝒊𝒎 back and it wouldn't fill the numbness in the void of her chest...it was just another senseless act of violence to perpetuate the cycle.

inhaling deeply, cigarette between teeth and whisky in hand. it's been a long day.

i miss my family ...

TOMMY !!

fuck, her body aches this morning.

🤨.

like what.

you might as well have summoned a horde with that sneeze.

keep it quiet then.