Daryl/Norman
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Daryl's Kitten (Daryl Dixon) by Noodles_1
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Clearing the shelves of the little bit of food that was left and stuffing the food and snacks into my bag, I was in such a hurry I did not hear the door to the store "ding". But I did hear a weapon being cocked behind me. I twirled around so fast I got a little dizzy from it. In front of me was a man with what looked like a crossbow, that was pointed right in my face. I started to shake and wanted to cry so bad because I felt terrified. "Who tha fuck are you?" The man said in a dark, country accent and raspy voice. "I-i-" Not really able to answer because I was so freaking scared for my life right now. "Well are ya gonna answer ma damn question, little girl!" "Pl-ease, can you get that out of m-y face sir." I asked more stabled now. The man just stared at me with a mean look on his face. Then he smirked alittle bit. "Yea, when I get ya name." He replied back. "It's Destiny, yours?" I told while taking a step back.