-- face the other female. Hands resting on her hips as she looks @WeAllGotJobs over. It made Nicole wonder how long this female has been --

-- here. @WeAllGotJobs has a fresh looking mark on her face which would make anyone think anything of it. "How'd ya' get tha' pretty one?" -

- She asks, using her own face to gesture the wound on @WeAllGotJobs' face.

|| Lucille's UN?

|| This

|| WHOEVER VOTED NEGAN. I LIKE YOU!

|| Ya'll can vote for Lucille's UN.

There's a while list the female could tell inactive. But one point would be enough to start it off. "You want freedom." She starts, -

- "Inside Alexandria, we do nothing. We don't have jobs like the others." Deanna never told Nicole what her place is in -- inactive

-- town. "Constable." She snorts Rick's and Michonne's job. What would inactive even be in town? The tough biker lookin' guy? What -

- would she even be? The California hippie? As if she already isn't one. "You know we're a lot alike. I don't fit in -- inactive

-- Alexandria and same with you. Why else be outside of the walls other than having freedom to move around?" inactive

When @WeAllGotJobs said that they, them together, are prisoners here her hand raised and gently rested on the other female's upper arm. --

-- Deep down inside her she knew she can trust @WeAllGotJobs. Gently she tugged to lead the blonde into the room they assigned for Nicole. -

- Which has been a pretty boring room, lonely abd all. "/She/ did that to you?" Geez. That bitch must have nails or -- @WeAllGotJobs

-- something to get such a cut. Now inside her room, Nicole felt comfortable talking with @WeAllGotJobs in private now. No officers --

-- staring them down like they're hookers waiting for a man to take them away. "I'm Nicole but you can call me Nic, for -- @WeAllGotJobs

-- short." She smiled at @WeAllGotJobs.

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