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(crack!fic plot) 3. They were supposed to stay behind the wall, Andrea knew, but that Gucci bag wasn’t going to be hers if she didn’t act now; she nodded to Michonne, and plunged forward as a path was cut for her and dove through the Saks Fifth Avenue window with a high-pitched battle cry.
(hurt/comfort) 8. Michonne could say “I told you so,” and maybe she should, but with Andrea looking so glassy-eyed and wrecked, as though in a daze, there was nothing to do but take her hands and tell her, not “I told you so,” but “He can’t hurt you anymore.”
(UST) 10. The heads go flying, one by one, and Michonne is all tense muscle and perspiration as she stands, ready; Andrea fights down the hummingbird-fast beating of her heart and closes her eyes, trying not to see the lines of that strong body, though they’re burned into her retinas by now, a constant temptation.
And Michonne asking Rick to open the door for her? Since when has Michonne asked anyone for anything, but she couldn’t, she just couldn’t bear the thought of opening that door and find Andrea already gone behind it. ;_______;