𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 7

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I woke up in the middle of the night, someone was shaking me. 

"Daryl. Daryl". I heard whispers. 

"What you want"? I grumbled. 

"Go to your tent"! I heard someone yell. 

"Who is it"? I asked, confused. 

"For god's sake Daryl, it's Beth". She answered, annoyed. 

"I ain't going anywhere Beth". I grumbled, and put a hand over my forehead. 

"What! Do you love her or something"?Beth said. 

"Go to bed". I, again, grumbled. She went silent. She looked at me. When she went quiet, I looked at her. 

"GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THE CHAIR AND GO TO YOUR TENT DIXON! "?She screamed as she practically grabbed me out of the chair. 

"Get off of me woman!". I said. 

"Screw you Dixon. Stay. Whatever." She said. 



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