{1} how we met, technically

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- Made by me Regina POV

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- Made by me
Regina POV.
We were on our way to the CDC after this man had "came back from the dead" whatever that means. Last night we all got attacked by walkers. We lost a lot of people. I stayed quiet nothing more to talk about to these people. Once we
all got to the CDC we got out and ran to a really big building. One that I remember vividly. We all started banging on the door, yelling, begging to be let in. I looked up and saw that the camera twitched.
"Hey, I know your in there please. You killing us. Please." I screamed. But it seemed like I was going insane. And maybe I was.
"Okay stop let's go." Shane yelled trying to pull me away.
"Watch your hands jack ass." I screamed back, his hands getting way to close to my boobs.
"No I saw it too." Daryl I think that's he's name was cut off by the door opening.

We all stepped in together.
"Why are you here what do you want?" A blonde headed man asked. Dr. Jenner. Great the worse asshole in the world. Maybe worse then Shane.
"Regina? Is that you?" He asked with a surprise tone in his voice.
"No I'm a clone sent from the future. Please tell me you didn't drink all the booze."
"N- no."
"Good." I just walked up stairs ignoring what ever conversation they were having after I had left. Of course I would be stuck with that man. He treated my sister like a piece of shit when she was interning here. I went to the rest area where all the booze is. I sat down and stared at the door remembering how my sister would always come in and light up the room. As I looked at the door everyone started to pile in.
"How do you know dr. Mc Sunshine?" Glenn asked sitting down next to me. I chuckled.
"My little sister interned here for a summer."
"Oh. Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because there was always a chance that someone useful would be here to help."
"You really don't like him do you?" Andrea asked. She had lost her sister a week before. I know what she's going through. She's at the worst part right now. When you think your in a coma or even a terrible nightmare, anything rolls in your head just to make it seem like she's alive.
"No not really." I said as everyone else sat down.

A few minutes later we all were a little bit to drunk.
"I'm not really a drinker." Glenn confessed.
"Nah China man I wanna see your face turn red." Daryl said. I just chuckled at this.
"Okay I don't think we have properly thanked our host." Rick raised a glass. I just ignored it as Daryl shouted booyah I just smiled.
"What happened here."
"Shane." Lori whispered.
"Nows not the time."
"Well a while after the rising there was a mass of suicides. People that couldn't face walking out that door. People lost hope."
"And why didn't you?" Andrea asked.
"There's an answer I'd like to know myself." Well he certainly lost all hope.
"Such a buzzkill." Glenn said making me chuckle.
"Okay everyone I'm turning in. The west wing of the building was closed off. So two of you will probably have to bunk up with each other. And go easy on the hot water." I smiled and looked at everyone I knew the building had hot water.
"Did he say hot water?" Glenn asked.
"That's what the man said." Glenn and T-Dog took off running to the nearest room. I just watched as everyone else left. Everyone except for Daryl and I.
"You can bunk in my room if ya want." He said and then left. Okay what the hell was that. He barely knows me. I got up and walked to his- our. His room. And noticed he was already in the shower. I sat down on the couch and looked at the familiar room. All the rooms look the same. I picked up the bottle of whiskey that I had brought up and poured it in a cup. I just sipped on it. Then Daryl came out of the bathroom.
"You can handle alcohol can't ya?" He asked.
"I guess you can say I have a high tolerance." I gave him a little smile and got up. I got some extra clothes I had found in a department store a couple of weeks back. I went in the bathroom made sure I shut the door and locked it. It's not him it's me. I guess it's just a habit of not trusting men. I took off all my clothes and turned on the hot shower.

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