There's a want and there's a need, there's a history between girls like her and guys like me. I've got boots and she's got wings. I'm hell on wheels and she's heavenly. Not sure why her path crossed mine. Accident or grand design? Daryl/OC

"…That being said, for the first time since the world had gone completely mad, the raw, burning need for the gentle singe of nicotine had all but died out completely… In a way he wasn't sure if he should be grateful or perturbed..."