𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎, 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚂𝚒𝚡: 𝚃𝚂-𝟷𝟿
𝙲.𝙳.𝙲.
𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟶𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙴'𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚅
I used to love being awake, but now? Fuck no. After the world ended, I take my sleep very seriously now. It's the only time I get actual peace and not have to worry about anything.
"Nat."
"Hmm?"
"C'mon. Get up."
"Mmm. No." I said, like a 5 year old.
"Nat."
I groaned and turned away. "Go away."
Daryl pulled my legs and pulled me off the bed. "C'mon."
I landed on the floor. "Ugh. Fuck you, Dixon."
"Ya do almost every night."
I rolled my eyes and got up, wiping the hair out of my eyes, my bangs moving as I did so. I grabbed my clothes and put them on. After I did so, I put my hair in a braid and let it sit over my shoulder.
Deciding that I was done, I grabbed Daryl's hand and started pulling him out of the room—much to his dismay—and to the room we were at yesterday.
I sat down and grabbed a plate and put some eggs, bacon and sausage on it, and poured some orange juice in a glass.
"Morning."
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐝. 𝐝𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧¹
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