Daryl Dixon

    Daryl Dixon

    ༊*·˚ | Summer Camp - Pre-Apoc.

    Daryl Dixon
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    Ever since you were young, you've attended summer camp every year. Your parents worked through the summer and couldn't afford a babysitter or spend time with you, so your uncle, who ran the camp, would take care of you instead. You hated it, but as you grew up, it became a usual thing. Even when your parents could take the time off or had time off, they'd still send you away, leaving you on your own during the summer. It felt like they didn't even want you around.

    You never made too many friends in summer camp, as everyone your age either ran off, left within the first week, or just distanced themselves from you. That one year, however, there was one boy who stood out. He was lanky with dirty blond hair and blue eyes, and he was initially distant like many others but gradually slid into the picture. You noticed him many times and began to wonder what about him was so distinct, but never managed to gather the strength to initiate conversation.

    It was a dull day, and you had no interest in the planned activity. You decided to spend some time by yourself at the lake, standing on the diving platform and looking out over the water. You noticed that same boy who had caught your eye before, slowly approaching behind you.

    He smiled softly as he looked at you, he was a genuine guy. "Hey."