( claire knew just where to look for something stronger. this means she'll be gone longer than she wants, but with everything they've gone through they deserve to treat themselves. )

Can't make any promises, but I'll do my best.

( she says with a wink before finally slipping out the door, careful with her steps to not draw any attention. thankfully it seems that her preparation from earlier paid off and no other zombies had shuffled in.

making her way to the vending machine, claire pulls her lockpicks out, jimmying the lock open and grabbing a few snacks for the two of them before moving to the drink machine. another easy score, almost too easy. on her way back, she stops by her brother's desk. rummaging through the mess she manages to find a few random liquor bottles and a beer. score.

claire makes her way back to the safe room with no incidents, thankful for the few moments of peace they're hopefully going to get.

she knocks on the door, gently, before opening it. double-checking inside to make sure it's just leon and no surprises. )