Daryl Dixon imagine
Daryl was my brother. He was an overly protective brother. He trusted me to handle myself, but when it came to other people he was crazy protective. I am younger than him by a lot. I'm 16.
"Hey kiddo." Daryl said to me handing me a pice of chicken.
"Hey." i said taking the chicken and eating it.
"So, how you doin'?" he asked.
"As good as I ever am." I said.
"What does that mean? Are ya good or not?" he asked chuckling. Daryl was way more comfortable around me, even though he was close with the rest of the group.
"I'm always good." I told him.
"Ur always weird too." he said standing up and walking back to the prison.
"Love you too bro." I said turning around and smiling at him.
"Mhm, ok weirdo." he said walking away. Beth came over and sat down next to me.
"Hey." she said.
"Hi." I said.
"Rick wants us on fence duty." she said.
"Ugh." I groaned laying back into the grass.
"Ok, fine lets go" I said jumping up heading to the fences.
More work in a zombie apocalypse.
A/N: this was super scattered, I know, sorry.
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