"I'm not going out there to meet people, I told you." Daryl warned as soon as he heard the door open, making it clear to any of his friends that he would not be socializing. Sitting on the porch, he didn't even bother to look up before speaking, too busy sharpening his knife.

Well, he would have been less abrupt if he had looked at who left, because when he noticed, he sighed. The hunter already knew what awaited him.

"No, I haven't showered yet."