Who: Daryl Dixon & Maggie Greene What: Drunk!camping When: Afternoon Where: Their place then out in the woods? Rating: TBD, but probably high. Status: Closed, In Progress
Maggie hated this place.
Well, no. She hated how quiet it was here. She liked the wild. The survival. The rush of living. Here? Too complacent. She didn't like it. And she didn't like sleeping in a house anymore. Never knew what was sneaking up on you inside a house. She did like a hot shower, though. However, she didn't want to stay inside any longer so she packed up a bag of stuff - then called out to Daryl. "Drunk camping, let's get out of this place" she grinned. "Found your stash of Moonshine, and found some other 'shine." she had packed the bag full of the stuff. Food? They could hunt food. Shelter? Make it.
She leaned on the door waiting for Daryl's reply. She knew he didn't like it inside, either. Might as well get out and go relax where they felt more comfortable. Fuck this civilization shit.