traded my life [TWD]

『43』

Three.

Three.

Three.

How the hell does that one have two?

Three.

Three.

"Nice guitar," a voice says, making me jump.

I send a glare to whoever is on the porch and return to searching for four-leaf clovers.

"Dale found it on the highway," Glenn answers.

Can people not see that I'm trying to focus here?

"You know, we uh.. we still have eleven condoms."

My head jerks up, suddenly not as interested in the clovers.

"Yeah, you see eleven condoms, I see eleven minutes of my life I'm never getting back," the woman responds.

Goddamn.

I ease back against the porch and try to peer over the floor.

Glenn was there, of course. One of Hershel's daughters was the other voice. Maggie.

I was so caught up in Carl's accident and Lori's arguments that I hadn't really paid much attention to anyone here outside of Hershel and Otis.

Maggie was gorgeous.

Beyond gorgeous, even.

"It wasn't that bad, was it?" Glenn asks Maggie.

"Look, I don't even know if I like you," Maggie retorts.

Hot and funny? Damn, Oppa.. you hit it lucky, huh?

"But, you're thinking about it," Glenn says, resting his arm on the wall. "I mean, you should."

Oh, God. Not the K-Drama wall move. Oppa, you're losing her.

Maggie walks down the stairs. I duck down so she doesn't notice me. She walks away and my eyes graze her features.

Glenn sighs to himself. 

I poke my head over the porch again. "You lasted a minute?"

"Shit!" Glenn panics, jumping in alarm. He turns like he was going to hit me with the guitar.

"A minute?" I question again.

"Hyejin," Glenn scolds.

"I mean, good job. She's hot. I would've busted in twenty seconds."

"Hyejin!" 

"Do you need a third?"

"Yah! Hyejin!"

"Where'd you find condoms?" I question. "Find time to have sex, even?"

Glenn rolls his eyes and sets the guitar against the house.

"Maggie and I went on a pharmacy run. It just.. happened."

"Pharmacy?" I ask, pausing. "Did you get anything? I mean other than getting off. I need to restock after T blew through my shit."

"Just basic stuff," he says, getting more nervous than irritated.

My mind flashes to Lori. I hadn't seen her all day. She wasn't poking around me. And she wasn't with Carl, either. Glenn was a bad liar. I knew that already. 

"Did.. Lori send you?" I ask, hesitant.

Glenn's eyes widen.

My mouth drops a bit.

"Lori.. asked you for something? Didn't she?"

Glenn nervously moves his hands around, but can't come up with full words.