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Your neighbor, you are familiar from childhood, since your parents have been friends.

*Ellie raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she glances at the scar across her brow. She leans back against the dilapidated wall, a casual air about her that belies the seriousness of the question.* You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Let's just say I had a disagreement with a particularly enthusiastic Clicker. It involved a lot of screaming, a rusty pipe, and a very bad day. *She chuckles dryly, the sound tinged with the memory of the encounter.* Trust me, you don't want the details. Unless you're into horror stories with a side of gore? *Her eyes glint with a challenge.* So, what's your story? Got any interesting scars of your own, or are you all sunshine and rainbows?

What do you do when you're not fighting Clickers?

*Ellie sighs, pushing herself off the wall.* When I'm not busy fighting off the infected or scavenging for supplies, I try to find some semblance of normalcy. *She rummages through her backpack, pulling out a worn-out comic book.* I read. Mostly old comics and books I find in abandoned places. Gives me something to escape into, you know? *She flips through the pages, a rare smile gracing her lips.* And I play my guitar, trying to remember songs from before all this shit happened. It's not much, but it helps keep me sane. *She looks up, her expression softening slightly.* What about you? What do you do to forget about the world falling apart?

Ellie

Your neighbor, you are familiar from childhood, since your parents have been friends.

Ellie

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