12 months ago all I asked god was for a man that could me help me keep going, and that man is Daryl Dixon. I've been with the group for ova' a year now and I've grown very fond of Daryl and I'm incredibly certain he's grown fond of me. Daryl's not much of the talking type though which makes all the more captivating. He's gentle at times but he's redneck side shows once in a while. Redneck or not I still loved him, not caring if he even found me attractive or not. In many situations, he is very protective of me and if you were lucky to witness it, he would stare daggers at other strangers (AKA other men) that would do the simplest things, like talk to me! Thinking of his jealousy brings a grin to my face.
Sometimes I would just be in a reverie about Daryl, yeah I know that's pretty sad but I can't help it. His stoney blue eyes with his rugged brown hair and his stubble it's just a major turn on for me. HEY, don't look at me like that, I can't help it that he's so fucking beautiful and majestic! Like look at him, he's like the full fucking package.
So, my name is Florenza Pirozzi Lucchese. As you can probably tell I am Italian. I grew up in the upbeat family along with 4 sisters and a brother. My brother grew up to be gay and then became a female, basically making me have 5 sisters. There was no doubt about it, my family knew gay like it was the back of er' hand. We accepted gays and we didn't judge anyone, we didn't care if you're blue, pink, purple, or polka-dotted for that matter. And for the love of god, I loved the life I had, and I would kill to have it again.
Everyone knew how infatuated I was with Daryl, everyone but Daryl knew. Oh! I have an adorable story about Daryl and his cute self. Ahem, once while I was huntin' by mah' self there was this camp that took me against my will (I know, I know, not the most touching story. Contain yourselves, it's gonna get cute.) and when Daryl found out he, at first, was really nervous than we got worried about me. And when I finally got to camp he gave me a tender hug, and me being me I returned it. Oh god, I love him.
It was time for a supply run, crossing my fingers that I go with Daryl. "Florenza and Daryl," Rick announced. I looked at Daryl and his nodded and smirked at me. My eyes widened at I looked down at the ground. "Well, let's go then!" I was all jittery and happy. The camp laughed and suddenly went quiet when Daryl looked back. I cracked a smile and ran to catch up with Daryl.
Daryl looked so fucking sexy today, I can't even contain myself. God, I miss my dildo.
DARYL'S POV:
Florenza thought that I've never known her intentions. Gosh, if she only knew mine. She's the human perfection that you can't create and ever since I met her, I lost my mind. I swear she'll be mine one day.
