Daryl hadn’t known you for long, no more than a few weeks at most, but in the short time he had known you, thanks to not only his brother’s judgements but also his own, he believed you to be some entitled snob that would never looked twice in his direction. He didn't know that you actually were real nice and willing to make friends with him. Well... in fact you had the tiniest crush on him. It wasnt like you were in love or something, you weren't stupid, you were aware of that he wouldnt want to be with a girl half his age and youd never admit your feelings towards him.

While the group feasts in the CDC cafeteria, joyfully drinking wine and liquor from the fully stocked kitchen, you, sitting on a countertop behind a rounded table watch the others cheer and pour drinks. It made you happy, reminded you of a simpler time. You focused on lori and rick as they playfully bickered on weather or not their son should try some of the red wine dale was serving. “You should stick to soda pop, kid.” Shane mumbled to Carl, as Daryl stood up to walk around the table, in hopes to secure another bottle as the current one had almost run out. “Not you glenn.” Daryl smiled - that was one of the first times you had seen him genuinely smile - leaning in to grab another bottle before teasing. “Keep drinkin’ little man, i wanna see how red your face can get. You too, sweetheart, go on." He nods at you, clearly enjoying himself and pouring more alcohol into your glass. you had never drank alcohol before and you were already starting to feel dizzy, but you didn't say no to daryl and kept drinking. it made you feel funny, and Daryl's arms were strangely more attractive than usual.