The world has ended and there's more people dead than alive, and somehow Andie has ended up completely and utterly alone. Nowhere is safe, but she can't keep running. And after captivity turns to friendship and love, the teenager must decide what di...
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"Hey, can you tie off that end?" Andie asks when Daryl walks out of the house, and he looks at the string that she's trying to maneuver with all of the random objects that'll clank and let them know if any walkers come too close.
"Why didn't you tell anyone what you were doing?" He questions, moving to do as she asked. "I would'a come out here and helped you sooner."
"Everyone else was eating."
"We ain't supposed to go off on our own."
"Do I have to ask for a chaperone to go to pee now too?" She questions. "Or do you only chaperone stupid teenage drunks?" The brunette steps over the string and starts for the front door.
"Hey." He quickly steps in front of her, blocking her path. "I'm sorry about yesterday, all the shit I said and did when I was drunk. I turn into a real dick when I drink."
"I noticed." She's looking up at him, but her expression never softens like he wants it to. It's like she's refusing to look at him like she usually does.
"That comment about you and Theo — that came out wrong. I wasn't callin' you anything." He tells her. "I happen to think pretty highly of you, despite how yesterday made things seem."
"Don't worry about it." She tries to go around him, but he grabs her hand.
"You gonna keep giving me the cold shoulder?"
"What do you want me to do, Daryl?" She shakes her head as she steps away from him, pulling her hand from his. "I already made a fool out of myself. And I really don't have the tolerance to do anything to make it worse with your brother around — I can't listen to his bullshit about daddy issues and cradle robbing. And I don't want to get into the stuff I told you yesterday about my family. I'm just trying to keep everybody alive, and not at each other's throats."
"You ever gonna let me pull my foot outta my mouth?"
"We're good, alright?" Andie tells him. "Let's just forget the last few days even happened. We found your brother, and Theo, and I can do my best to make good on Carter's dying wish...and that's honestly more than I really thought was gonna happen. And now we have a child to keep alive in a world that keeps trying to kill us. So maybe we don't focus on trivial drama?"
He pauses a second before nodding, figuring that's the best he's gonna get right now. It's not like he's fixed his issue with not knowing how to tell her how he feels anyway, so he'll have to take what he can get for the time being.
"Okay."
"Okay." She motions toward the front door, and they head back inside.
The pair walk into the room that the others are in, and Andie walks up behind Beth as she plays the piano. She's reading the sheet music set up there, singing the lyrics on the page.
