Daryl was in his house in Alexandria cleaning off his crossbow bolts. He had a meeting that Rick called that he wants everyone to go to but it's optional. He didn't wanna go but everyone else wanted him to go... But he didn't want to. The more he thought about it the more he debated on going. He decided to just try to sleep for a while and see if that helped his thinking at all. He tossed and turned but just couldn't fall asleep which was irritating him even more and the meeting was supposed to happen in about 2 hours which to him felt like almost no time to think. So Daryl got up to try to find something else to do in the mean time.
Carol was wondering where exactly Daryl was and then she remembered that last time she checked, he told her that he wasn't going to the meeting. Carol wondered where he could be. She wandered in his house without even bothering to knock because she figured he was probably cleaning his crossbow or his bolts or something. Carol walked upstairs to try to find him since it was quiet downstairs. She heard a noise come from his bedroom so she opened his door and saw him laying on his bed with his pants down and jerking himself off calling out her name. When Daryl saw Carol with wide eyes standing at the door of his bedroom he turned cherry red and jumped off the bed and pulled his pants up as soon as he could and looked at Carol not knowing what to do or say to her.
"Carol- It's not what you think." He said with worry in his voice that she would think less of him now. "Daryl..." Was all she said as she moved closer to him. Daryl wasn't sure what to do as she moved closer.