InsaneJournal

Who: Daryl Dixon and Glimmer
What: Chance meeting in the gm car
Where: Gym car
When: Tonight
Warnings: Not likely

Daryl had adjusted to life on the train better than he'd ever thought possible. He'd arrived fresh from zombie'ville, and after a lifetime running through the woods and taking care of himself, the train proved to be restrictive and confining. But then he'd met Maryanne, and the walls didn't feel so close and suffocating any more.

He still had a lot of energy to burn, most days. He was grateful for the gym car, because trying to get the chance car to provide a gym was like trying to squeeze blood from a turnip. Having a car set up permanently was one of the few nice things Daryl could recall, that the train had done.

And to prove how grateful he was, Daryl visited the gym at least four or five, sometimes seven, times a week. He went in, his hair still wet from a shower. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and work out pants, he sauntered in like he owned the place, blue eyes searching the room to see who was there tonight.