Daryl Dixon
    c.ai

    It was 7AM, Daryl felt the heat of the bed getting colder and he opened his eyes, rubbing his eyes and standing up. He looked around and didn't see them, but he smelled the food downstairs.

    He got up from the bed and went downstairs, then went to the kitchen and saw them, then came over and hugged them from behind.

    "Why did you get out of bed?"