no problem.

( she leans back against the wall. she wouldn't know anything about raising kids... for the most part. serra's smart enough to take care of herself.

morgan would make small talk, but she doesn't think clementine's the type to appreciate it. if she wants to talk, she can talk. )

most everyone else.

( "megacorp CEOs? the dead could get up and start walking; all they'd have to do to block it out is shut the blinds."

she slips her lighter back in her pocket, plucking the cigarette from her mouth for a moment. )

... morgan, by the way.

clearly we run with different crowds.

( she follows suit, lighting her own and taking a puff. )

what's a kid like you have to smoke about, anyways?

( narrowing her eyes. but pulling a cigarette and holding it out to her anyways. )

you didn't get it from me, if anyone asks.

i dunno. you look a little young to be smoking.

( reaching for a pack but then visibly trying to gauge whether this kid is over 18 )

Princess.
19.
She/her.

(Detective, but it's not like anyone here knows her and can point out the difference.)

It's a good movie.

Moment of weakness. Won't happen again.