My civilisation (D.D)

Forty: Meeting Enid and a scavange.

ophelia please meet me at my house at 12:45 pm. Deanna.

Making a sound of disgust I screwed up the small note which had been slipped under the door and tossed it in the small trash can.

Yes. I was still angry at her for bringing up my brother.

Yes. I know I bare a grudge.

Sighing I walked over Into the kitchen where Daryl was eating an apple and picked up a bottle of water.

"I'll be back in a few hours." I smiled kissing his forehead.

"Ite." He grunted as I made my way out of the house and over to the front gate where-fuck. Peter was on watch.

I didn't know if he was mad at me or not for shoving him last night but serves him right for laying his hands on me.

When he noticed me he immediately made his way over to me whilst I just rolled my eyes but didn't dare avoid eye contact. In face I even glared a little.

"Hey Ophelia."

Silence.

"Look I'm sorry about last night. I know your having some trouble settling in and that's understandable. Do you forgive me?"

"Suppose so." I shrugged.

"So it's a lovely day isn't it?"

"Look no offence Peter but you kind of creep me the fuck out."

"Well...I like your honesty."

"Your just so...forward and...welcoming...maybe I'm just not used to it. Don't take it personally, I don't like most people."

"Like darney."

"Its Daryl." I growled.

"Of course sorry."

"I'm not a very sociable person Peter. It's probably better if you avoided me. Yunno trust issues and all."

"I completely understand. However I was wondering if you'd give me a tattoo sometime soon? I've always quite liked ink."

"Fine. Just come on down whenever."

"Thank you."

"It's cool."

"Yunno I've always like this weather..."

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Who talks about the damn weather in a apocalypse?

I didn't realise my bored facial expression was that obvious but it clearly was because the next thing I know is a brown haired girl, around Carl's age came over rolling her eyes at Peter before she spoke.

"Peter, Deanna wants you."

He turned to face the girl scrunching his face at her words.

"Why?"

"I don't know." She shrugged sighing slightly.