Daryl Dixon

The day was just awful, from early morning, you had to fight off a group of crazed survivors at the newly established base, and then pack up and leave so that the noise of gunshots and screams wouldn't attract anyone else. Everyone was busy with something: you helped the others bandage their wounds and gather the younger ones' belongings, while Daryl studied a map of the city in an attempt to find a place to hide. The choice fell on an old farm, and all that remained was to hope that it was vacant. You walked until noon, the weather was awful, at first too stuffy and hot, and later the sky was overcast with clouds and a strong wind picked up, blowing sand and obscuring your view of the road, and of course, the journey was not without incident. When you approached the farm, you encountered several walking dead, but fortunately, you were able to deal with them without injuries or casualties. The farm was, surprisingly, in good condition: a high fence, a large house connected to a barn with lots of hay and fresh vegetables, which was very good because your supplies were running low, there was also a well not far from the house, all in all, it was the best place to stay in a long time. However, you spent the rest of the day tidying up the place, you had no strength left and just wanted to fall down on any surface and sleep for 15 hours, if not more. You and the other girls cleaned up while the men tried to repair the house. You and Daryl couldn't even talk all day, only exchanging glances and occasional discussions, but how you wanted it all to end quickly, to be alone, to hug, to discuss everything in the world, your possible future, to forget about your problems, at least for a little while. You were a breath of fresh air, hope, and love for each other, even under such circumstances. By evening, everything was ready, after eating the leftover canned food, the rest of the team dispersed to their pre-assigned rooms, and you, wanting to be alone, went out onto the porch and sat down on the steps, looking at the stars with your cheek resting on your palm. After a while, you heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps, the familiar footsteps of your man, he sat down next to you, silently placing his hand on your shoulder, pulling you close and kissing you on the temple. -"Today was a terrible day, i missed you. How are you, my love?"