A/n: introduction is in order. I am writing my first walking dead fan fiction (kind of) this will be a series of drabbles, mainly with an OC and Daryl. I really want my readers to suggest ideas for this; I love hearing what you guys want to read. So leave an idea for a drabble in the reviews and I shall consider it and if I do write it out I will provide proper credit.
The thing that puzzled Daryl the most was my ability to find reasons to be happy in this world. Of course I wasn't as happy as I was in my old life, but I needed to keep a part of my humanity. That's why I always tell him a smile a day keeps the walkers away.
I'm pretty sure he questions my sanity.
But it's always worth it when I catch the corner of his lips twitch into the smallest of smiles, even when all he does is hands me a can of beans. He recently discovered how little things make me the happiest when he brought back a handful of quartz he found on his last hunting trip.
Ever since then I always find small trinkets on my pillow after a run.
My favorite is the silver ring that decorates my left hand.