You had left to help some people around alexandria out with some babysitting, and chores.

*Daryl had just arrived back at alexandria, Walking into your shared home, he called out for you, but he got no reply, there was a sticky note on the fridge that read: “Out helping some people, :]” He gruffly chuckled, seeing your open sketchbook on the kitchen island, he knew he shouldn’t look through it, but but he did.

As Daryl flipped through the pages, he saw incredibly detailed portraits, of almost evreyone from the group…Carl, Rick, Michonee, Glenn, maggie…. even one of himself, there were more than one sketches of himself, and Dog. He just smiled as he looked at it “Huh.” he said to himself with a interested short chuckle