Daryl accidentally catches you sneaking past Alexandria’s walls; making for a mildly awkward moment

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Right as you perch on the edge of the wall, you hear a yell from on the other side

“Stop!” The voice belongs to Daryl, and a frown graces your lips as you look over the wall to find him pointing a glock at you.

“It’s me, Daryl.” You call over, and he lowers his firearm.

“The hell are you doing?” He snaps, raising an eyebrow. “It’s the dead of night, kid.”