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clementine.
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STILL. NOT. BITTEN.

( she/her. icon by digitalninjaa )
lee figured it out.

[ she turns her back to them, speaking as she does. ]

..i don't really like it at all.. but if it works, it works.. i guess.
November 17, 2025 at 6:56 AM
— about getting aj through, so this is our safest bet to not draw attention to ourselves. i've done this hundreds of times, so you trust me, right?
November 17, 2025 at 3:05 AM
— that he appears to be used to it. ]

if you cover yourself in their smell, they think you're one of them.. but you're probably fine, since you're.. you know.

[ she motions to them, already covered head to toe in gore. ]

this should be good. i know you can kill them, but i'm just.. worried —
November 17, 2025 at 3:05 AM
[ she sets aj down for a minute as she readies the sharp part of the hammer. ]

..now the gross part.

[ a slow slice across the walkers torso as she digs her hands into its guts to spread them across her body and face, doing the same for aj. he doesn't fuss much; she's done this so many times —
November 17, 2025 at 3:05 AM
— we go, i know a way to get through hordes without being noticed. can you grab one of the walkers you killed?
November 17, 2025 at 12:11 AM
[ it was scary, yes, but relieving at the same time to see proof of how strong they were, able to handle a horde (mostly) on their own. and thankfully, it seems like they sustained no bites in the process. thank god. she's not sure what she would've done if they did. ]

..wait. before —
November 17, 2025 at 12:11 AM
[ she feels a lot better with a gun in her hand. ]

no.. no, we managed to get away from the horde. were you the one doing all that shooting i heard..?

[ they had to have been, with them being covered in so much gore. ]
November 16, 2025 at 11:15 PM
[ as soon as the bookcase is kicked out of the way, clementine swings at the figure with her hammer, only stopping when they speak; ]

..mokou?

[ she drops the weapon, eyes wide, crazed like a scared cornered animal. ]

what— what are you.. doing here? how are you here?
November 16, 2025 at 11:08 PM
— ground. not ideal, but it'll work.

slowly, she shuffles to the door without making a sound, with the intention of ambushing whoever it is trying to get in when they finally do.. if walkers don't get to them first. ]
November 16, 2025 at 11:02 PM
[ clementine flinches at the sound of the door being kicked, shushing aj as he begins to cry again from the noise. she doesn't know who is out there, but whoever it is wants in. she searches for something to use as a weapon— the cabin is barren except for a hammer that lay on the —
November 16, 2025 at 11:02 PM
...

[ she looks hurt. for some reason, even though she knows they're just looking out for her, it hurts that they're forbidding her from joining them. they're treating her like a kid, and a part of her hates it. ]
November 16, 2025 at 10:27 PM
// did you like the last two sentences
November 16, 2025 at 10:24 PM
i can protect myself.
November 16, 2025 at 10:21 PM
— mother used to sing to her.

her eyes slip shut. she tries to think of safety, real safety, in the form of smiling faces and warm food and happy friends.

she thinks of mokou, of ingo, of emmett.

she thinks of lee.
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— wall and lets out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.

fuck. so this is real after all. clementine resists the urge to scream, cry, to do anything stupid that might get them both killed. instead of doing any of that, she instead turns her face to aj and hums a song her —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— about five seconds from caving in and the whole thing looks like it's made of toothpicks, but it's cover, and she makes a beeline straight for it, legs burning already from exhaustion.

the door slams shut behind her as she pushes a heavy bookcase in front of it.
she slides down the —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— her feet feel like lead as she picks them up and runs straight through the herd, dodging swinging hands and snapping mouths as aj continues to cry, her gentle shushes to get him to calm falling on deaf ears.

finally, a shoddy cabin is spotted in the distance. its roof looks like it's —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— she's experienced what safety is actually like. she will never be safe as long as she's here.

she curses the fact that she hadn't kept her weapon close by before she fell asleep; it's not here. nothing is. clementine swears, harsh, but she doesn't exactly have time to dwell on it, —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— and aj out of here before something bad happens to the both of them.

she scoops the baby up in her arms, breath coming out in quick, panicked huffs as she looks around for an opening, anything that could lead to someplace safe.
"safe". that word doesn't feel real anymore, now that —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— a walker could possibly be.

fuck. fuck, fuck, fuck!!

how could this have happened? how could she be back here? this has to be another nightmare, another bad dream she'll surely wake up from.. but even she is not so foolish. this is real. it's 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭, and she needs to get herself —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— from where she lay, heart pounding as she looks around— she's no longer in her room. she's— she's...
aj cries out again from beside her, and when she turns her head, she sees the source of his distress;

walkers.
they spill out from behind the trees, from bushes, from fucking anywhere —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— be.. they deserve to know. that thought rests in her mind as she drifts off to sleep, accompanied by the sounds of aj softly snoring and the others moving around the apartment. it's peaceful, it's...

...the sharp sound of aj wailing immediately snaps her awake.

clementine shoots up —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— to be vulnerable in an unfamiliar place that she thinks she can maybe now call 'home'.

and now, as her eyes slip shut, clementine tries to think of ways she can thank these people. she might give them all a hug, she thinks, tell them how grateful she is, as embarrassing as that would —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM
— time. slowly, clementine has warmed up to these people, this environment, in small ways— letting the others watch aj for her. taking the gun out from underneath her pillow while she sleeps. she's even stopped carrying her knife around the apartment some days, finally allowing herself —
November 16, 2025 at 10:20 PM