Jaryl
What is the most romantic thing you've ever heard of? If you didn't know then this ballad shall tell you. This is the story of love, gore and a blind kid who likes to play American Football.
Our story starts in Atlanta, where a deputy sheriff awoke from a coma. He got up and looked around, he saw no one. He walked into the room next to him, and saw a young boy, dressed in shoulder pads lying there eyes closed. Rick woke him up, well not really since he was already awake, he was just blind. "Hello" Rick said, the blind kid started to scream loudly. Rick panicked and told him to shut up, the blind kid explained that he was trying to use sonar, he thought that if bats used it he could. He wasn't a very smart kid. Due to all of the blind kid's screaming some walkers lumbered through the door of the room, Rick panicked and fell over a table, the blind kid charged towards the sound of the walker smashed it against a wall and then crushed it's head. "Thank you" Rick gasped, all the blind kid did was nod.
Skip ahead a month and the blind kid was not always saving Rick, Rick had learnt how to handle himself. That day, Rick and the blind kid (who's name was Jake Olsen) met up with another group, and in that group there were a lot of families faces for Rick and Jake alike. For Rick it was his wife, son and brother Dick. For Jake it was only one person, Daryl. Daryl was Jake's lover, even with the age gap, they were desperately in love. Once they lay eyes on each other they pranced up to each other and embraced each other and we're kissing so furiously that it looked like they were breathing into each other. Once they were done with their 3 hour long embrace, they ran into their tent, Jake holding Daryl is his arms. We don't know what exactly happened in that tent, but we know that it was violent, hot and sticky, very sticky.