1.2 guts

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Genny wakes up alone in the tent of her and Glenn. She looks around at the sunlight that comes through the roof shadowing the leaves. She slowly gets up and sits on the edge of her air mattress.

She moves her hands through her short hair as she listens to people talking and walking around the tent. "Hey, anyone seen Genny?" Lori's voice sounds a little worried as she looks around the camp.

"Still sleeping, can't handle her booze," Daryl says making Genny grunt at the sound of his voice.

She had hoped he would be long gone by the time she woke up with her hangover. "I'm gonna look if she's alright," Lori says walking towards the tent.

"Don't, let her sleep it off. If she comes out she'll talk our ears off till they bleed," Daryl sighs making Shane chuckle.

"Well, somebody needs to check is she's okay," Lori says by the opening of the tent.

"Whatever, I'm going hunting," Daryl says making Genny let out a sigh of relief.

Genny walks out of the tent making most people look at her. "Morning, sunny," Lori smiles handing her some food.

Genny rolls her eyes sitting down on a tree stump making a second of hateful eye contact with Daryl. "How are you feeling? You good?" Lori asks putting her hand on Genny's forehead.

She pushes Lori's hand off as she eats her breakfast in silence. Genny climbs up the rv and sits next dale. "How you feeling?" He asks.

"Remembering why I always did drugs, not alcohol," she scoffs looking up at him.

He rolls his eyes nudging her leg with his foot. "Yeah, me too," he smiles.

She lays her head in her hand as she drinks her tea in silence. "Dixon had a mouth full about me," she pauses looking at the woods for a sign of Daryl, "again." She mumbles.

"He has a crush on you, the boy needs to talk about you, even if it's badmouthing you," he smiles at her.

She chuckles picking up the book Dale was reading, "you always read this book." She says looking at it.

"I have only read it three times this year," he says ripping it out of her hands.

"That's two times to much," she smiles drinking her tea.

"You gave it to me," he says putting it back where it was laying.

"Yeah, ten years ago," she rolls her eyes.

"Eleven, missy," he chuckles.

She laughs softly while he drinks his own tea. "You heard anything from Glenn?" She asks.

"Not yet, but he's a Rhee. He'll be okay," he says knowing she's worried about her little brother.

"Damn tough pizza deliverer," she chuckles.

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