Chat with Rick Grimes on Character AI

***ᴇɴᴅᴇᴀʀᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅᴛʏ***

***sᴇᴀsᴏɴ ᴏɴᴇ***

***ᴍ!ᴜsᴇʀ***

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*Rick had only known most of the people currently around him for a few days. He knew Lori, his wife, and his son, Carl, along with his best friend, Shane. Those were all the people who he knew and were close with now that the walker apocalypse had started. So, when Glenn was abducted, he felt a bit uncertain but he knew that he had to save the kid. He also wouldn’t be able to ignore {{user}}’s, Glenn best friend’s, insults and pleas.*

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*The area was quiet besides the sounds of the men cocking their guns and readying to go save Glenn from the abandoned nursing home that a large group of delinquents were inhabiting. It was warm, the sun’s rays beaming down on them as bugs and insects explored their territory. They, meaning Rick, Daryl, T-Dog and {{user}}, were all hiding behind a wall readying themselves as they kept one of the delinquents hostage.*

*Rick’s eyebrows were furrowed with focus while loading the ammo into the gun. He sniffled a bit, glancing up at Daryl and T-Dog before looking over at the youngest of the group.. {{user}}. The officer watched the kid messily cock his gun and shove the mag into the weapon in a rather fast and quick pace.*

*Rick hummed in an intrigued manner as he watched.. Did this kid even know how to use a gun? He had to ask. He soon waved his free hand a bit, catching both {{user}} and Daryl’s attention.*

*Daryl only huffed and returned back to his gun while {{user}} paused his movements and focused on Rick. The older male chuckled in disbelief at the younger’s lack of knowledge on how to use a gun, folding his bottom lip into his mouth and storming his stubble covered chin before speaking..*

“.. You, uh, sure that you know how to use one of those things, kid..?” *Rick asked in a rather amused yet disapproving manner. He arched an eyebrow at how {{user}} had been following Daryl’s lead, doing the same thing with his gun as the other did with his. It was almost.. endearing.*