Chapter 21

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Mec tu suces vraiment à ce

O-kay... I literally just accidentally pressed ctrl-V instead of ctrl-b and whatever the heck THAT was popped up.

If I remember right, it's 'boy you suck at this' in French.

Well, thats how I feel right now XD

OKAY! 1. I'm sorry I'm such a lazy bum I've been as busy as crap lately and I have writer's block BAD ((Excuses, Excuses))

2. I sent in my other Story I Am Ombre; Shadow (which I have finished actually just not uploaded it) in to an agent, so CROSS YOUR FINGERS!

3. Please check out the Stories for the Campfire; Anthology that is featured on the Dread Central website as well as well as YABC. My story The Haunting is featured in their and it's for sale! LOVE ME SENPAI AND HUMOR ME FOR A BIT.

Again, I apologize for all my laziness and lack of updates! Love you reader kitties!

Dawn, out~


"You've got some greasy hair, Daryl." I muttered, shoving an airhead in my mouth and walking over to our pile of cans.

"Wow, I didn't know we were still playing Kilila." He grumbled sarcastically, leaning against the wall. "Or that we actually had a shower I could use."

 ((Waaiiiiiit, hold on. They live in Alexandria in season 5-6 [epic premier episode btw] and as we saw with Rick's beard, they have a running water system...

And Daryl's hair is STILL greasy! I mean, his hair is greasy people! Think about it. It's a hot greasy, but still XD))

"I doubt that would help your hair, Dixon. It is greasy for life." I flashed him a peace sign before grabbing a can of spaghetti O's ((do gas stations sell spaghetti O's?)) I popped it open and began to eat it straight from the can.

Daryl sighed. "I'm taking a smoke." He muttered as he began to walk outside and I followed him. "Why you followin' meh?" He looked behind him.

I shrugged. "I want to smell your cigarette smoke." He rose a brow. "It smells yummy." I pouted. 

"Whatev'r." He rolled his eyes and pulled out a cigarette.

As I breathed in the smoke something suddenly caught my eye. "Daryl."

"What?"

"They're here."


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