If there was one thing Sam could appreciate, it was a good snark. And this guy seemed to be made of it. Which helped her look past the whole covered-in-shit thing.
With a bit of a smile that was bordering on genuine, she flipped her hair over her shoulder and turned around, trotting off in the direction he'd indicated.
She found the butcher shop easily enough. It was good to know that this was around. Every resource had to be inventoried, she supposed. That's what Avery would do in a situation like this. And as pissed off as she was at him...well. He wasn't entirely wrong. About everything. Anyway.
It took her a little longer to find the water. She'd never had the best sense of direction. That's what GPS was for. And everything was still too new. In the end, it took her five minutes or so.
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With a bit of a smile that was bordering on genuine, she flipped her hair over her shoulder and turned around, trotting off in the direction he'd indicated.
She found the butcher shop easily enough. It was good to know that this was around. Every resource had to be inventoried, she supposed. That's what Avery would do in a situation like this. And as pissed off as she was at him...well. He wasn't entirely wrong. About everything. Anyway.
It took her a little longer to find the water. She'd never had the best sense of direction. That's what GPS was for. And everything was still too new. In the end, it took her five minutes or so.