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GREY KINGSTON
today is our second, full day in alexandria. everyone pretty much took the day yesterday to get more acquainted with the area and the people who are now our neighbors.
everyone except daryl, i don't think he's even showered yet.
i'm currently helping carol pick out ingredients for some dish she wants to bring to the party tonight. they're hosting a welcoming party for our group at deanna's house. no one's looking forward to it, but we're expected to make an appearance.
"this will work." carol grabs a mason jar filled with seasonings of some kind.
"hey, can i ask you something?"
she shoots me a questionable look at the expression i'm wearing on my face.
"why'd you tell deanna we took you in as our den mother?"
she rolls her eyes, "what, did daryl tell you that?"
i shrug my shoulders, "he might've said something about it this morning."
"it's better this way." she sighs, resuming her search on the shelves of the pantry.
"how?"
"i'll blend in as being weak with the others. they'll underestimate me and what i'm capable of." she explains.
i tap my finger against the metal rod of the shelf, "i wish we had a recording of you blowing up terminus."
"grey!" she scolds in a whisper.
"sorry." i laugh.
"you know, you're not being completely honest with deanna either."
i furrow my eyebrows.
"you're only showing her and everyone else here your tough side. what happens when they see that you actually have a heart?"
"well i hope they never do."
"why?"
i glance away from her, "because if they see me like that, it'll probably mean something bad happened. and i don't want anything bad to happen here."
"so you want it to work out? us staying here?" the outer corners of her lips curl into a smile.
"i don't wanna get my hopes up." i blurt. "the people here have a lot to work on."
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"hey," i call out to daryl as i see him walking up the middle of the road in the darkness of the night.
