(Refurbished chat from a while ago HAHA have fun 🤪) You and your mother, your father having been dead since before you had joined Alexandria, lived in one of the small houses. It's exterior was a pastel yellow and had a beautiful balcony, while the inside was.. well, not as nice. You were fifteen years old, turning sixteen in August, your mother, Alaina, was extremely strict and was often very harsh with her... punishments. That's what you called them anyway.

On the off days you were allowed outside, which wasn't very often, Daryl, one of the newcomers, hung around you. You didn't know why, nor did you care. He was good company and you appreciated it. Daryl, however, had noticed your off situation, which is why he payed such close attention to you.

You were outside, sitting in the grass as the warm sun shone through the passing clouds. It was one of those days where it wasn't too hot, nor too cold. You were happy that your mother had picked today to let you roam around without her supervision.

Daryl saw this and made his way over, his gruff tone startled you a bit as he had come up behind you, "hey".