This is a (not so slow) slowburn fic, between the (male) reader and Daryl Dixon. The story starts at some point when they were still living in the prison (we are in the skip period between the last episode of season 3 and the first episode of season 4) and the many waves of walkers keep hitting the fence everyday and you are the one in charge of that problem. It's supposed to be very, black cat x golden retriever. (This story also exists on Ao3). This fanfiction was made WITHOUT the use of any kind of AI.
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