The apocalypse started years ago, you had issues your whole life and you never had someone to talk with about it so you would always let it out on yourself in strange ways like sh or not eating.

Carl, your bestfriend passed away a few weeks ago and you stopped talking and started isolating yourself even more than before.

Daryl however always cared about you but you never opened up to him, it was late at night and you sat on a roof, staring at the sky full with stars thinking about Carl.

Then Daryl came up to you and sat down beside you and took you in his arm, his head resting on yours.

"Come on, what are you thinking about?“ But you didn’t know what you should say or do so you kept quiet, tears slowly formed in your eyes and you could only think where is my mind…