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There was a smell around. A familiar one at that. Cigarettes, Alyson con concluded, but who could be smoking. She knew T-dog did, he had been the one who gave a few of them to her. She was not a regular smoker, but once in a while it made her loose up some, so there was no harm done.
Slowly stepping out of the tent, she saw Daryl. He turned in her direction once he felt movement coming from his tent. "Ya done now?" he asked the younger woman and she smiled, offering a nod that answered his question and then she noticed. "Where did you get the 'garettes, Dixon?" Sure, she knew he liked to drink so why was she so taken by surprise when she saw him smoking? Usually both things came hand in hand… at least to some of the people she knew. "Found them at the tent, between yer mess, Fey" Daryl answered as he sat down on a thick tree trunk that rested on the ground. "As if you kept clean after yourself" Alyson joked, which earned her a small glare from the man as he just kept smoking his cigarette.
After a silent moment, Alyson sat next to him, resting her arms on her knees as she looked ahead. "Didn't know ya liked to smoke, lady." Drifting back from la la land, her eyes moved in his direction as she offered him a smile. "You didn't think I could drink either and I ended up getting wasted as fuck" She said, bringing up the memory of the first day at the C.D.C, where she made him share his whiskey in celebration.
As she kept her eyes on him a sudden thought crossed her mind, which made her smile even more. His eyebrows knitted slightly in confusion at the girl's smile. God forbid she would be thinking of teasing him like she always did. "Ya know, Daryl, for some reason I can imagine how you would look all cleaned and dressed up in fancy clothes, smoking that cigarette. Pretty sure women would be lining just to get a good look at you." He scoffed at her comment and rolled his eyes. "That shit ain't happening." He said to her as she stood up and grabbed the cigarette from his lips and taking the last drag of the smoke. "Well… you never know, Dixon." And with that she left to head back to the others as he stood up, annoyed at the fact she took his cigarette and finished it off. Now he would need to go back to the tent to fetch the last one.