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Key: *hears the door open and sits up, looking over at Harry. She stands up, still staring* ... Good morning...

Harry: ... 'Morning... uh... I... I'm sorry about... yesterday... Key...

Harry: *he continues burning the wall with his gaze, blaming everything on Key*

Key: *finds a few boxes of cereal in a cupboard, along with a few bowls* Jackpot.... *looks over at the room Harry had gone into* ...... *takes a bowl and one of the boxes, and goes over to the room*

Mia: --! Key, what are you--

Key: *holds up a finger to shush her, then approaches the door. she knocks on it, then carefully opens it* ...

Harry: *his hateful glare towards the wall now redirects itself to Key* ... What? >:(

Key: *quietly* Just thought you might be hungry.... *sets the cereal down on the ground* ....Goodnight...... *quietly shuts the door*

Mia: ..... <:/

Harry: ... *he looks down at the cereal, now feeling somewhat bad for yelling at Key. She was... just trying to help* ... *he takes the cereal and starts eating it*

Key: ... *sighs* He's still mad...

Mia: *hands her a cereal box* you can try again tomorrow.... <:/

Key: I guess so.....

Harry: *he eats his cereal and ends up falling asleep*

Mia and Key: *eat their cereal in silence, and go to bed afterwards*

*the next morning*

Harry: *awake and feeling pretty bad for yesterday* ...

Key: *lays awake on a couch, feeling just as bad, if not worse*

Mia: *is asleep*

Harry: *he sits up. Maybe he should say something. Maybe, yes...*

Key: *knows she has to talk to him, but doesn't want to wake him up....*

Mia: *zzz*

Harry: *he gets out of bed and stumbles out of the room, deciding that yes, he was rude to Key. She deserves an apology*

Harry: SHE NEEDS TO JUST STAY OUT OF THIS!! SHE BUTTED IN, THAT'S WHAT SHE DID!! D8<

Mia: I'm just trying to--

Key: Mia, it's okay. Harry won't LISTEN, ANYWAY. >:/

Harry: WELL AT LEAST SHE'S NOT TRYING TO BE MY MOM! D8<

Key: I'm not trying to be you MOM, I'm trying to be your FRIEND!! D:<

Mia: D: ....

Harry: WELL YOU'RE DOING A LOUSY JOB OF IT!! D8<

Key: What the hell am I supposed to do, then!? Pat you on the back and say "Oh, yeah, you're totally a murdered, sorry dude," and just LET YOU BELIEVE IT?

Mia: ....

Harry: WELL IT'S WHAT I AM, ISN'T IT?? DON'T frackING LIE TO ME!! I SHOT TODD!! I KILLED HIM WHEN I COULD HAVE KEPT HIM AROUND AND SAVED HIM!! AND IT'S THE SAME WITH SAM!!

Key: Wouldn't that make ALL OF US murderers, then!? There's NO GUARANTEE that they're going to be able to make the cure, absolutely NO GUARANTEE! I'm sorry, Harry, but we CAN'T SAVE EVERYONE!

Mia: D: ....

Harry: frack YOU, ALRIGHT?? JUST... JUST frack!! D8< *he storms off into another part of the safe house, slamming the door shut behind him*

Key: FINE!! D8< *crosses her arms and harrumphs, mumbling* fine,ifhewon'tlistenthenijustwon'tbotheranymore...

Mia: D:> ......

Harry: *he needs to let out his anger somehow, so he does so by abusing inanimate objects. He knocks over a potted plant, punches a wall, throws a picture across the room and screams into the pillow of a sofa*

Key: *can hear the racket he's making in the other room... already, she can feel her anger fading. now she felt terrible for yelling at him* ........

Mia: ...Key, you okay...? <:(

Key: No, not really..... ugh.... How is it that I'm so good at messing everything up? DX

Harry: *his show of anger diminishes, leaving him just lying on the couch, head half-covered with the pillow, angrily muttering to himself about how much Key is wrong*

Mia: ....Well, the room's all quiet now... maybe you could try to talk to him again? <:/

Key: And mess it up even more? No thanks...... I'll wait until morning.....

Harry: *he angrily stares at the wall, having nothing else to do. He's still incredibly angry*

Mia: ...Well, okay. <:/ You should probably eat something...

Key: Mhmm... *goes to look for food*

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Harry: *he backs away from Key, practically stumbling backwards until he hits the wall. He takes off his gas mask and just drops it carelessly on the ground. He puts a hand over his eyes, just thinking, thinking and grieving* ...

Key: D: ... *doesn't really know what to do anymore. she runs her hand through her hair, wondering why in the world she couldn't do anything right...*

Mia: <:( ....

Harry: *quietly* ... I... I'm not a murderer... am I...?

Key: Wha--No! *moves closer to him* No, of course not! D:>

Mia: D:

Harry: Are you just saying that to stop me from attempting suicide again...?

Key: No, I'm saying it because I think it's the truth. D:

Mia: ...

Harry: ... Yeah, well... how am I not a murderer...?

Key: A murderer wouldn't feel remorse... <:

Mia: *nods in agreement*

Harry: ... Maybe some do... some could feel remorse but believe it was the right thing to do...

Key: You're not a murderer, okay? :/

Mia: ...

Harry: JUST BECAUSE YOU SAY THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT frackING TRUE!! D8<

Key: !? *is caught off-guard when he yells* Well, just because YOU believe it doesn't make it true either! D:<

Mia: Uh oh...

Harry: WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL LESS THAN shoot?? ISN'T THIS WHAT I DESERVE?? STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CAN HELP ME!! D8<

Key: You shouldn't HAVE to feel like shoot, NO ONE deserves that!! Why won't you let me at least TRY to help!? D:<

Mia: Uhm, guys? D;

Harry: *snapping at Mia* THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!! D8<

Mia: D:!!

Key: Don't yell at her, she didn't do anything to you. D:<

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Harry: *he and the others manage to find the witch in an ally, her back facing them* ... *he readies his shotgun*

Mia: *hangs back at the end of the alley, looking around for any other infected*

Key: *watches Harry nervously*

Harry: *he hates that it looks so much like Sam. Another victim of his gun. How many people will they have to slaughter before reaching the Safe Zone?*

Key: *watches* .......

Mia: *waits* .....

Harry: ... *he shoots the witch, able to hit its head. He watches the body fall, and stares* ...

Key: !! .... *cautiously approaches Harry, only lowering her weapons when she was sure the thing was dead* ........

Mia: *stays at the end of the alleyway*

Harry: *tears roll, and he tries wiping them, only for his hand to hit glassy black protection* ...

Key: *can tell just by that motion that he was upset* ..... come on... we should keep walking...

Mia: ....

Harry: *his throat tight, trying to contain his sobs, he drags his feet away from the body, forward*

Key: ... Mia!

Mia: !! *follows them into the alley*

*and so they venture on, until they hit the next safehouse*

Harry: *he stumbles into the safe house like a drunkard, still upset and somewhat dazed from their encounter*

Key: *goes in after him*

Mia: *bars the door* ....

Key: *takes her mask off, and approaches Harry, putting a hand on his arm to try and steady him* ... <:(

Harry: ... I shouldn't care about her, she was a dog to me nearly all of college...

Key: ...you still do, though... that made you the better person...

Mia: ...

Harry: ... B-but I had to kill her anyway... j-just... just l-like TODD...

Key: *quietly, almost hoping he wouldn't hear* it wasn't her anymore, Harry...

Mia: ...

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Harry: *he shows no mercy towards the infected*

Mia: *mows down hordes of infected*

Key: *kills what she can--she reminds herself to grab a bigger gun next time she gets the chance*

*later*

Harry: ... I hear crying.

Mia: ..! i hear it too! Maybe we should go find them!

Key: *remembers her and Harry's experience with Sam* nnh.... i actually don't think that's a good idea....

Mia: Why not? D:/

Harry: ... Dealt with Sam. Cried just like this. Tried to kill us.

Mia: ...oh. should we just avoid it, then? D:

Key: If we can, yeah.... things have these huge freaky claws....

Harry: *flatly* We should kill it. There could be survivors that don't know about it. Better to kill it before they make a mistake.

Key: But we don't have a door in the way to slow it down, Harry.... what if it jumps, like those other things?

Mia: or the freaky tongue ones. D;

Key: I really don't think this is a good idea....

Harry: *he looks over at them, his glare hidden by the two glassy eyes of the gas mask* ...

Mia: *can almost feel his glare through the mask, and shivers a bit, looking away*

Key: *stares back* ......okay. but we're going with you.

Mia: wait, WHAT?

Harry: Don't. I don't want you getting killed.

Key: But we don't want you gettng killed either!

Mia: *nods vigorously*

Harry: ... Only if you promise to be as far away as possible.

Key: .... *nods* okay.

Mia: ....

Harry: ... Good. *hunts down the witch*

Key and Mia: *follow behind at a safe distance* ....

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Harry: *he glances over at Key when she joins him. Perhaps he's being a bit harsh to her... she IS trying to help him, after all...*

Mia: *folds her hands under her head and tries to fall asleep*

Key: *brings her legs up to her chest, and rests her chin on her knees, closing her eyes* ...

Harry: ... *he decides to not bother her. Instead he closes his eyes as well, trying to sleep*

*the next morning*

Mia: *is already up, getting ready*

Key: *wakes up, a bit drowsy* Mmh........

Mia: Rise and shine, sleeping beauty. <:P

Harry: *still asleep. He cheeks shimmer in the morning light from the tears that have stained them*

Key: Mruuhh.... *rubs her eyes, and looks over at Harry* ! .... <:( ...

Mia: ? *glances over, then goes back to loading her rifle*

Harry: *he slowly wakes up, rubbing an eye with the bottom of his palm and sitting up straight* ...

Key: ! ...'Morning...

Mia: ...

Harry: ... *he nods to Key*

Key: *smiles a bit when she gets a response, then stands up* You sleep okay?

Mia: :)

Harry: ... No. *he stands up and brushes flower pedals off him*

Mia: ... :(

Key: *had assumed as much. her next question is a bit quieter* I'm guessing you don't want to talk about it?

Harry: *he looks over at her* ... Maybe some other time.

Key: .... Alright. *is a bit more hopeful--maybe he'll start feeling better soon*

Mia: So we'll get going now? :/

Key: Yup.

Harry: ... *he puts his gas mask on and grabs his gun*

Everyone else: *does the same*

*and so they leave, searching for the next safehouse*

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Harry: *When a Hunter suddenly leaps from the crowd, Harry punches it to the ground and stomps on its throat, killing it. He doesn't seem to react much*

Key: *is a bit grateful that her surprised expression is hidden behind the gas mask--she keeps shooting*

Mia: *doesn't notice--she just keeps shooting anything that moves, until something explodes in the distance is a mess of gore* ...Oh, that was kinda gross...

Harry: *he ignores Mia's comment and keeps shooting the infected, moving forward, shooting, moving forward*

*they travel for a while, shooting down any infected they come across. eventually, they reach another safehouse*

Key: *bars the door and takes her gas mask off* Phew...

Mia: *takes her mask off as well* Seriously. *looks at her rifle* Man, am I almost out of ammo AGAIN? D:/

Key: You're a biiit trigger happy, if you haven't noticed... <:P *looks over at Harry* You doing okay? <:/

Mia: *grumblegrumble*

Harry: *he nods slightly at Key then sits himself down against a wall, sighing*

Key: <:/ *glances around--they were in a flower shop. sadly, many, if not most of the flowers were starting to wilt*

Mia: ...IIIIII'M gonna go find something to eat. BRB. *goes off into the back of the shop*

Key: ... *sighs*

Harry: *he sits there, hit head down. He doesn't notice a few flower pedals drift down on him*

Key: ... *goes over to him, and sits down next to him, brushing the petals off him* .......Do you want to talk? <:(

Harry: ... No. *he shifts himself away from her, silence broken, yes, but he won't let it happen again*

Key: D: ... <:( *gets up with a small sigh, and glances around. she didn't want to bother Harry, he was upset enough as it is...* ...Well, If you want to talk, I'm here...

Harry: *he remains silent, his mourning getting in the way of any human interaction*

Mia: *comes back with a few bottles of water, offering Key one* This was all I could find. :I

Key: Better than nothing. <:/ *takes it* Thanks... Can I--

Mia: *hands her another* <:P

Key: *smiles, and takes the other bottle to Harry, silently holding it out to him*

Harry: ... *he takes the water bottle, drinking some of it* ...

Mia: <:/

Key: ... *goes back over to Mia*

Mia: .... *whispers* Was that my fault? D;

Key: *whispers back* No, don't worry about it... *lowers her voice even further* He and Todd were really close...

Mia: *nods* <:(

Harry: *he continues to drink the water, eyes distant, painfully flashed every so often with good memories of being with Todd*

Key: ... *louder* We should get some rest... did you find any sleeping bags?

Mia: Nope, none... :/

Key: *sighs* Ah well. *goes over and sits against the wall, near Harry*

Mia: *joins them, and chooses to lay down on the floor, staring up at the ceiling* ...

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Harry: ... *he stays like this for a while. A few hours. Then he stands up* ... *he walks over to the door with the infected still trying to get in. He takes one of Key's pistols and shoots at the infected until they're all dead*

Key: *watches him from where she's sitting, wondering how long it would take for Harry to recover... that is, if he ever does...*

Mia: *walks back over to them, grabbing another sleeping bag and setting it near the others, then sits on it* ......

Harry: *he walks over to his own sleeping bag and crawls into it, not feeling like doing much, or talking to anyone*

Key: <:( .... *does the same, though she's scared of sleeping... what if Harry...? no, he wouldn't... not again...*

Mia: ............ *eventually follows suit, trying to fall asleep*

Harry: *he only falls asleep after a few hours of numbness and thoughts of Todd. Of the noose. Of Key. Does he truly belong in a world like this...? Or... was he only meant, at this point, to make sure Key stays alive?*

Mia: *falls asleep quickly*

Key: *is mentally exhausted, and falls asleep sooner than she anticipated*

*the next morning*

Harry: *lies in his sleeping bag on his side, not sleeping. Just depressed, as usual*

Mia: *gets up first--she casts a quick glance at Harry, then gets up, digging around for some food and ammunition*

Key: *is still asleep*

Harry: *he lies there, his thoughts a sad smear across his mind* ...

Key: *wakes up, staring at the ceiling for a bit before getting up. she goes over to Harry to see if he was awake* ...Harry?

Mia: ...

Harry: *Key's voice shatters his thoughts, and he silently looks over at her, his eyes tired*

Key: ...We should probably keep going today... do you think you're up for it? <:(

Mia: <:/

Harry: *Quietly* ... Whatever. *he gets up and gets ready without a word*

Key: ... *does the same*

Mia: *is waiting by the door* ...Are we ready to go? <:/

Key: Yeah.

Harry: *readies his shotgun* ... Yes.

Mia: Allllllrighty. *puts her gas mask on*

Key: *does the same, and waits for Harry to do so also before opening the door*

Harry: *he slips on his gas mask and opens the door, shooting the collection of infected that built up during their time in the Safe House*

Mia: *actually has really good aim, and easily mows down most of the horde*

Key: *picks off the stragglers* Geez, Mia....

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Harry: *he stares at it for a bit before taking it, mumbling a short "thanks" before opening it up and gulping it down. It was only then that he realizes how thirsty he was*

Key: *sits down next to him and drinks out of her own bottle* ...Need another one?

Harry: ... I'm fine... *he curls up again, his near-suicide still lingering in his mind* ...

Key: *looks at him for a moment, then looks away. perhaps it would be best if they didn't try to go out today....*

Harry: *he stays in that position, broken. True, whatever was left of his will to live has been restored. Somewhat. But this does not mean he won't mope*

Key: *stays close by, picking at a bag of trail mix, when suddenly--*

Something: *bangs against the door, and tries to pull it open*

Key: *jumps, startled, and quickly stands up, grabbing her pistols* DDDD:

Someone: *tugs a bit harder, then groans, frustrated* goddammit-- *bangs on the door, rattling the bars* HELLO? ANYBODY IN HERE!?

Key: !! Y-Yeah...! *draws a bit closer to the door* Are you sick?

Someone: HELL no! D'you think I'd be this polite if i was?? Please open up! D8

Key: Wait--MIA!?

Mia: KEY! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD LET ME IN, THEY'RE RIGHT THERE! D8

Key: !!!! *unbars the door, and lets her in, quickly shoving it closed*

Mia: *practically falls into the safehouse, assault rifle in hand* oh my god THANK YOU.... D8

Harry: *he looks up from his curled up position to see who it is, then looks back down* ...

Infected: *bang against the metal door, screaming, trying to reach them through the bars*

Mia: ...jesus CHRIST...

Key: I'm SO happy you're alive--How did you GET here!?

Mia: Same way you did, I guess. I was worried about you, you were gone for WEEKS! D:

Key: I got stuck at a friend's place when the announcement went out...

Mia: oh... well, I'm glad to see you're alright. *spots Harry* oh, hey, I know you! *to Key* Where's your other friend?

Harry: *suddenly breaks down sobbing at the mention of Todd*

Key: D:>!!! *goes over to him and hugs him, rubbing his shoulder* shh, Harry, it's okay...!

Mia: D:> *quietly* ... I'm sorry, I didn't know....

Harry: *he continues to sob inconsolably*

Mia: *feels terrible for opening her big mouth, and looks incredibly apologetic*

Key: *glances at her* it's okay, you didn't know... *goes back to trying to comfort Harry*

Harry: *he continues to sob, once more finding himself leaning against Key*

Key: shhhh.... it's okay.... just let it out....

Mia: <:( .... *sets her rifle down on a table and wanders off, not wanting to end up making the situation worse....*

Harry: *he coughs a few times, trying to get a hold of himself. He manages to bring himself down to sniffling* H-he's gone, H-HE'S GONE, I-I can't... I-I-I can't e-escape it...!

Key: *quietly* I know, Harry.... I know..... I'm sorry......

Mia: *nearly trips over a bucket on the floor (stupid dark gym), then sees a piece of rope on the ground. she looks up, only to find another piece attached to the exercise machine above her... (no... he could't have!) she looks back over at Her roommate and her friend, suddenly realizing that this was a LOT worse than it seemed...*

Harry: *he feels his throat tighten again, but tries to refrain from crying again. He lifts his head up, resting his chin on his knees, staring blankly into space* ...

Key: *keeps an arm around Harry's shoulders, rubbing his arm. She misses Todd too.....*

Mia: *hangs around in the back of the gym for a while, trying to give them privacy*

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