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Carol Peletier (notmylittlegirl) wrote in makebelievelog,

Carol knew, from experience, that Daryl could sleep just about anywhere. Most of their group probably could. And that included awkward positions on the bed. Carol couldn't help but grin, though, as she watched Daryl move about on the bed before he wound up scooting up so that he could lie on the pillows. She followed because he seemed to be lightly tugging her in that direction. She laid down next to him, more than comfortable with it. The two of them had slept closely during the winter, which everyone had sort of been forced to do.

Carol settled her head on the pillow, not having pulled her hand from his. She laid on her side facing him for the moment. She had had every intention of going back out into the hallway to clean up that beer and the bottle, but if he wanted her to stay, she really couldn't see any way or reason to deny him, actually.

No real words needed to be spoken at the moment. She knew he was tired, he probably wouldn't be awake much longer. And she couldn't help but let her eyes taken in the sleepy look that was on his face. She couldn't help but notice the way his hair fell onto his forehead or the scruff that was on his chin. They were all things that endeared him to her even more.