Clementine:
We looked around for a while, but night fell, and we were pretty cold. We were also starving, so Troy and I decided to look for some fruit trees. We found an apple tree, and he was the first to take a bite because I didn't want to risk being poisoned by an apple from a tree, which seemed harmless by the way. But who knows, this place was pretty messed up. Once I saw he was fine, I grabbed an apple too. He started the fire, and we sat around it, watching the flames rise. For a moment, there was just silence. If it had been us before the fight, we'd be laughing, talking, gossiping, playing all kinds of fun games. But things had changed, and it was because our communication was really poor. We were young, I admit that, but I still expected him to come to me first. The way he handled the situation left me thinking, maybe it was for the best that we were no longer friends.
