How to make friends?
Now, that was a question Avina wished to know the answer to dearly.
But right now, right here, she had to know the answer.
Sitting on a makeshift table with crates for chairs, both sides were at a standstill. On one end, Avina was sitting with Quin by her side. On the other end, Jessica, Joseph, Taylor, Maria, Ruby, and Jane sat with folded arms. If Avina didn't know any better, she'd think she was on a trial or something. Well, to be honest, it wouldn't be much of a lie to say she was.
Right from the bat, they started storming in accusations.
"She's dangerous!"
"And strong!"
"Plus, she doesn't want to stay here!"
Avina smiled through the shouts like it was nothing. "What makes you think that?"
"Well," Jessica prattled on, "She used to be a zombie so who knows how many humans she killed by now. I don't want to be near my enemy, not to mention be comrades with them."
