Lost Creek Hollow walkerworld 2.0

his frown did little to curb her bitchiness, if anything, it made her think him a wet rag. she took another huff of his scent to try and figure out what he could possible smell like, but she came up empty handed. "you smell dry, bland, like you ain't got no flavor."  

he was a bowl of plain, uncooked rice. 

but more importantly than his lack of any distinguishing smells she knew of, "you smell like you ain't from the valley," and that is what piqued her interest most of all. he looked her age, which in her mind meant he should live nearby. 

her nose crinkled with a suspicious glare. "where you from?" her best bet was a hole in the ground, which she ironically thought fitting for him.