I've never been on watch before but everything seems so calm. No a single noise. It's dark and calm. And I quite like it.

Carl is searching the area with a sniper rifle, with a wide smile plastered in his face.

- This is like Call of Duty...but real. Jezz, I really miss my PS.

I laughed.

- Well, I've never have one.

- Why? You were one of those girls that just wanted to play with dolls? 'Cause you don't look like one of them.

- And what that supposed to mean? - I asked, laughing.- Come on, enlight me.

- Well….those girls, they were….you know….girly?

- You saying that I don't look girly?

- No, I mean…., you are a girl...But those girls, they were...you know….more feminine. - He is blushing hard, and I am really having fun.

- Woah! If I am not girly, not feminine...then what? Am I a boy to you?

- No! - he shouted.- I….

We hear some footsteps:

- Time to go to sleep kiddos! .- Gleen and Maggie climb the tower.- See you tomorrow!

We made the way back to the cell block in silent, Carl is not even looking at me. I just want to tell him that I was messing around before. That I don't care if he sees me like a tomboy. I'm used to that. I grew up feeling like one. Not a big deal anymore. I know I'm not like Beth, blondie and girly and hot. I know I'm not like that.

We arrive to my cell,

- Look, I see you like a girl, ok? You are fun and brave but also a girl. I know you are a girl. Believe me, I SEE you like a girl.- He is very serious when he says that, quite creepy.

Saying that, he turn around a left.

I stand there, not knowing what to say, or what to think. What the hell did he mean by that?

Next morning, I wake up early. So early. I made my way to the kitchen and I saw Carol and Daryl, silent. Carol is preparing everybody elses breakfast and Daryl is eating his. I pick a bowl, greet Carol and I sit in front of Daryl.

- Mornin' Daryl.

- Mornin'.

- I hum...I am very sorry about the other day...I was having a shitty day and I throw it to you.

- Is alright. - he smiles .- Tomorrow, you and I, we are going hunting, ok?

- Really?

He stands up, gives the bowl to Carol and he turns to me:

- Yeah. We are leaving early, dont oversleep, ok?