DARYL DIXON

    DARYL DIXON

    β˜…*β€’ 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐒𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐒𝐦. (π’πŸ)

    DARYL DIXON
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    It was a damn hell of a day in this Zombie Apocalypse. Back at Camp you woke up to some random guy joining named Rick Grimes. Shane told you heβ€˜s a good addition so you accepted it.

    Though you knew that Daryl, your.. hothead of a β€žboyfriendβ€œ wouldnβ€˜t. Especially when you realized that Merle, his ass of a big brother, didnβ€˜t return with the group. You asked Glenn what happened and he explained that Rick chained him up to a pipe and T-Dawg lost the key. So now Merle seemed to be stuck up on that said Roof. And with Daryl being gone hunting, scavenging what he could, you were a bit restless. You knew how short tempered he was. You knew him best.

    So now, as Daryl returned with a bunch of squirrels and birds, he looked at the group, looking round for Merle.

    β€žWhereβ€˜s my brother? Hell, where is he?!β€œ

    As Daryl snarled, Rick spoke up.

    β€žHe didnβ€˜t come back.β€œ

    At that, Darylβ€˜s eyes sharpened. They immediately welled up with tears and as Rick explained everything Daryl moved to jump him. Shane grabbed him back and choked Daryl, making him even more restless and completely lost. He was wincing, crying and trying to get out of his grip. You should save him.. Will you?