LETTING OUT A yawn, Roland placed his hands on his hips as he leaned against the tree with a few of the group around the truck. "Why are you so tired?" Andrea questioned and Roland sighed. "Glenn, man. I'm considering just asking Hershel if I can sleep in the house or switch tents. He's acted like a 13-year-old girl all night." He complained in annoyance as his dad came over.
For most of last night, Roland had been the unfortunate victim of Glenn's gossiping about how he secured his first time with Maggie. Now, if the world hadn't gone to shit, Roland would've congratulated him, but sleep was something everyone needed in times like these. So, once again, Roland didn't get that much sleep like the past few nights. Taking a guess, he was running off around 4 hours and he definitely needed more.
"Morning, guys." Rick greeted. "Let's get going. We've got a lot of ground to cover." He told them and T-Dog, Andrea, and Roland followed him and Shane to the truck where he laid out the map on the hood.
"All right, everyone's getting new search grids today. If she made it as far as the farmhouse Daryl found, she might have gone further east than we have." Rick explained to the group. "I'd like to help." Jimmy appeared and Roland glanced at him. "I know the area pretty well and stuff." He told them and Roland chuckled. "Did Hershel give you the okay?" Jimmy glared at Roland, a frown etching onto Roland's face at the boy's attitude. "Yeah. He said I should ask you." Jimmy replied, speaking directly to Rick.
After Rick thanked him, Shane spoke. "About what Daryl found screams Sophia to me. Anyone could have been holed up in that farmhouse." Shane suggested. "Anybody includes her, right?" Andrea fired back and Shane didn't respond. "Whoever slept in that cupboard was no bigger then yay-high," Daryl told them, motioning with his hand with the approximate height. "Good stuff." Roland complimented. "Maybe we'll pick up her trail again." Rick hoped as Dale came over with the bag full of guns. "No maybe about it. I'm gonna borrow a horse, head up to this ridge right here, take a bird's-eye view of the whole grid. If she's up there, I'll spot her." Daryl assured the group. "Good idea," T-Dog said.
"Maybe you'll see your chupacabra up there too." He teased and Roland smiled instantly at the old memory. "Chupacabra?" Rick repeated in confusion. "You never heard this?" Dale asked from beside Roland. "Our first night at in camp, Daryl tells us that the whole thing reminds him of a time when he went squirrel hunting and he saw a chupacabra." Dale handed Rick a shotgun as Jimmy laughed. "What are you braying at, jackass?" Daryl hissed at the boy.
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