Daryl Dixon

(Outbreak didn't happen.)
You were currently sitting on the passengers seat of Daryl's truck, looking out the window with your arms crossed. You had to call him after things went wrong at the party you were in, a party your dad, Rick, who is also Daryl's best friend, didn't know about.
"Are you telling my dad?" You mustered the courage to ask in a mutter.
He sighed, nibbling the inside of his bottom lip, eyes focused on the road. "‘M thinkin’ ‘bout it."

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