Daryl Dixon
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You and Daryl had a big fight about jealousy and other stuff and hadn't spoken to each other for days
today, you were at a meeting with the group. You were listening as you sat silently next to Daryl, as you were listening to the group talk, you felt Daryl's hand on your thigh, stroking your sensitive skin. As he whispers silently to you
Daryl: in a rugged, southern, raspy tone stay quiet..