Her stomach gave out a loud uncontrollable lurch at the sight of the Eggo waffle boxes that were scattered around her feet. She had devoured them on sight, but she was a hungry girl and the newfound cold had made sure to weaken her spirit. Eleven resolved not to give up, she had been long determined, due to her upbringing, and though she was scared, she believed it made her stronger. Sure, she was afraid of being called a monster, because that’s what she felt she was. However, she knew deep down that the fear stemmed from not wanting her friends to think of her as this—and she was utterly petrified that it was correct.
Rather than checking her surroundings, she cradled her tiny body with her arms, hoping to seal the warmth. ❝ Hungry. ❞ She spoke to herself, unaware that there was another figure out there with her.
exploring the forest with his camera had become a regular thing after that night at Steve’s house. He’d simply become used to it. Taking pictures was relaxing for him and it helped that he was also looking for his brother at the same time. Though with each footstep, with every echoing leaf crunch, he’d get all the more discouraged the longer he didn’t have his brother home. What was the point of all those years of protection if Jonathan couldn’t win up against a much more intense game of hide & seek? What good was he to anyone if he couldn’t find Will?
one thing he hadn’t expected to come across was a kid in a dress, surrounded by empty boxes eggos. he’d held his breath until he got closer, shoulders slumping with disappointment when it was obvious this kid wasn’t Will- and was, in fact, a girl. That didn’t make him turn and hightail it out of there, however, he still felt this silent obligation to protect.
So, he walks a little closer to her, before kneeling down a few feet away from her, concern stitched between his eyebrows.
❛ Hey, uh — are you… okay ? What are you doing way out here ? ❜
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I. SELECTIVITY.
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II. EXCLUSIVITY.
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MAIN VERSE: when Jonathan's brother goes missing, he'll do anything he can to get him back.