southern comfort;

      ❝ ——- Yer main priority shouldn’t be        entirely ‘bout me; I don’t care that ya       want t’help. leave th’wound be.❞

     "Jus' take the damn thing, would ya?" He grunted, a look of annoyance settled across his features at her words.

           Lost, completely & utterly LOST. She didn’t know this            country, had lost sight of any familiar face & she was            tired. A blue trunk was in the middle of the street &            a man was inside. Pursing her dry lips, she walked            toward him & a tentative smile pulled on her lips.

                    ‘Hello. I need your help.’

    While he hadn't exactly planned on leaving his truck anytime soon--- At least not until Merle returned, the need to take a leak was growing more urgent with each passing minute. The water he had chugged over half an hour ago was surely catching up to him. & Who knew how long it would be until his brother did get back? He was off trying to find... Whatever he could get his hands on. Had said he was sure the area would turn up something good. Not that the youngest brother gave two shits but whatever his brother did he got dragged through too.

    Yet all thoughts completely disappeared as he jumped from his truck, unzipping his pants right there as the urge to go took over completely. It wasn't as if anyone would be around to see him anyway. & When he was done he turned to reenter his truck, eyes catching a woman not far in the distance. His reaction was immediate, reaching into the cab to grab his crossbow ( though he didn't raise it to shoot ). After all, the body of his truck was in between them. Shielding him if she tried to shoot.

    A single brown rose as she began to speak, eyes turning back towards the area Merle had left to search. As if his brother would come from nowhere and scoff at the idea of lending her anything to help--- At least without a fee.

    "I don' even know who the hell ya are girl," Daryl began, nose scrunching as she was standing directly across from him-- Only his truck bed between them, "All I know ya could be settin' me up."

         ” everything okay? “

    Daryl gave a gruff sound in reply, signifying he'd rather not talk about it.

Ray Narvaez Jr.