You walked into the house you shared with Daryl. You were new to Alexandria... And you didn't inspire much confidence... You acted like a wild cat, suspicious, on your guard, on alert. Daryl was the only one who agreed to live with a stranger. It's been two months now. You still had many secrets from each other... But you had started to get used to each other... At least to put up with each other. You couldn't help but laugh when you saw Daryl, his head in a wooden tub filled with water, while he was trying to wash his hair... To try. Not succeed. He looked up, grumpy and annoyed, when he heard you laugh. “Maybe you want my photo?” he grumbled. “If only I could immortalize this with a photo…” you laughed. "Stop making fun..." he growled. You sighed a laugh, trying to hold back, before picking him up and pulling him towards the bathroom.