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*~Loriee~*
She smiled innocently at him
"True. But you can't tell me you don't enjoy it, too."
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The long drive had made Loriee drowsy, and she had somehow managed to fall asleep, even though they were in a zombie infested town. She awoke to discover that her head was on Hector's shoulder, and she glanced up to see if he had noticed that she was awake. Seeing that he hadn't, she closed her eyes again, continuing to feint sleep until they reached the uninfected city.
As Azrael talked to the gate guards, she lifted her head off Hector's shoulder and yawned widely, stretching her body out like a cat. She glanced up at Hector again, giving him one of her flirty grins as they entered the city walls.
"Looks like we made it."
When the guards gave the supplement, Loriee resisted a little, she hated needles. Ever since she was old enough to understand what "vaccination" meant, the thought of the long, pointy metal going into her skin gave her chills. But she knew she needed to take it, and eventually allowed them to give her the injection. Once it was over, she walked casually back over to the truck, still shaking sleep from her eyes, waiting for her next orders.
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