Journal entry-type story focusing on OC Melanie Collins and Daryl Dixon. Set after "Spend", Daryl is out recruiting and Melanie is alone after her camp is overrun. Slooooooooooowburn. COMPLETE!
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April? 2016
Aaron says that we're nearly to the safe zone. That we could've made it there today if we hadn't had such a late start. He says this while throwing a look towards his friend. Daryl didn't return until almost noon this morning, and he was cover in gunk from them. Or walkers, I guess. Suppose that I should start calling them that.
We had to walk for a few hours before reaching their vehicles. Daryl rides a motorcycle makes me miss my mother, and Aaron drives an old hooptie with rusted red paint. I decided to ride with shotgun with Aaron rather than get on the bike with Daryl. I'm not sure that that was even an option anyway.
We talked a every now and then while we were traveling today. Aaron mentioned that I still hadn't told them my name, or where I was from. So I told him. Melanie Collins, 23, from Auburn, Indiana.
He in turn, told me some things about himself. That he's lived in Alexandria with his boyfriend Eric basically from the beginning, and that he works as a recruiter for the community. That he found Daryl's group about and month ago before bringing them in and asking the archer to be the second scout.
We discuss a few other random things with him doing most of the talking. I didn't realize how much I missed the sound of someone talking, or how much I missed the sound of my own voice. It felt good.
He asked me about this tattered notebook too, asking what it was for. And I told him that it was so I didn't forget. He gave a small smile and nodded, like he understood. I think maybe he did.
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