I will never forget the day I met Daryl Dixon. /// I reached my hand out for him. "I'm Underwood, Holly Underwood." He does nothing. I pursed my lips in frustration. This kid is difficult. Finally, he slowly takes my hand in his, and does a slow shake. He mumbled something, still not making eye contact. "What?" "Daryl." "You don' have a last name?" "Dixon. Daryl Dixon." I smiled. (Pre-Apocalypse love story)
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