I like my Ice Cream on Sundays [Queen Pristine)

Alikia was still crying for some reason- she had not really seen anyone die in front of her before and though she kind of hated him, she still felt sad for his passing. Not wanting to seem too weak, Alikia wiped her eyes and looked around to realize she was waist deep in sticky melted ice cream. It was strawberry- she hated strawberry.

Alikia sighed and looked at Walker “Looks like its just me and you?”

There was no point staying here, Alikia thought. With August gone, gone to fend on her own- Alikia knew it was probably best to leave with Walker; to somewhere safer and less…sticky.
{Alikia has fled}
Alikia’s damage count= 2/40