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Daryl Dixon (littledixon) wrote in makebelievelog,

Daryl opened his eyes to try to watch her as she spoke only to instantly regret it. All of her words turned into damn gibberish in his head, like all of three of the Carols were trying to speak at once, and it was making his head spin even more than it already was. He raised a hand to gesture for her to shut up and stop talking, while his other brought the beer up with it as he rested his wrist against his forehead, trying to steady everything out. He needed to stop his head from spinning before it rolled right off his damn shoulders. The bottle rested against his face, his nose butting the glass.

"Stooop," he groaned, trying to order the triplets to just shut the hell up already, though any malice was lost in his attempt to be threatening as he had more of a pout on his face than a growl. So, un-Dixon-like. "Ya'll all can't talk at once..."

He was fucking plastered.