I don't trust nobody
At last she had a name. Now she knew who exactly she was directing most of her irritation towards. To be fair, they were dealt a shit hand. She didn't have it in her to be as hard to the world as he was. She wasn't made for that. Maeve was made for softer things. Sweeter relationships that went down like mulled wine and warmed her veins. This thing with Rigby... It was definitely not that. They might as well be total opposites. Still, she smiled softly at his name, tucking it away. The girl didn't speak again.
Instead she ate her berries and shared what she had with Rigby until her feet stopped aching enough that she could stand. "We should keep going..." They were finally making progress and if they were lucky they might be able to get somewhere with running water tonight that they could drink from as well as a safer place to sleep.
Instead she ate her berries and shared what she had with Rigby until her feet stopped aching enough that she could stand. "We should keep going..." They were finally making progress and if they were lucky they might be able to get somewhere with running water tonight that they could drink from as well as a safer place to sleep.
and nobody trusts me
Maeve
