Daryl sat at the table once everyone left for bed. He leaned back in his chair, his feet up on the edge of the table as he drank directly from the bottle of liquor he held.

When you entered the room, he glanced over at you. He smirked, happy from the relaxed atmosphere and supply of alcohol.

"Can't sleep? Or did ya wanna drink without everyone seein' ya?" He gave a cheeky smile before lifting the bottle to his lips again, taking another swig.