Calamity | Daryl Dixon
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Lola isn't used to anything like this, from providing to surviving...
"Quietness, that's all I hear now. My life used to be full of barks and growls...maybe thats one thing this world has in common with the old one. I used to work a kennel in Georgia and I lived with my boyfriend Luke in a small apartment. God, I miss it.
The growls of the living dead around me send chill down my spine as I glance at our supplies which have basically ran out, we have a swig of water left and only enough food to last a couple days give or take. Life was so much easier before this all happened."
Daryl Dixon x OC
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