#oldpalmerle

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): im sorry.

Oh no, don’t be. I totally understand that there are reasons for your leaving. Just for You to know - You’re absolutely great ♥ and You were the only rp blog I followed and liked because of it’s genuineness (I hope I used correct word). I mean… You were total In Character, especially in character of my favourite hero :) . 

Still, sending lots of love! ♥ Stay awesome!  

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Surprised he was allowed a drink, since Merle proved to become volatile after a few, he grabbed it eagerly and popped it's tab off, taking the warm, frothy liquid to his lips. "Mmm, needed this. Bad."

"Think we all do," he replied with a nod, doing the same and downing a swig. "Too damn bad I ain't got anythin' stronger."

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"You always hidin' up somewhere, or talkin' t' Rick." He says. "If you got somethin' to drink, though, don't be hidin' it."

"Gotta get things done," he answered. "An' I got a few beers--but that's it." Daryl sauntered over to get two cans of beer, handing one over to his brother. "Been huntin' an' scavengin' a lot."

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He blinks, apathetically cocking his head to the left. "Nah, man." He lied, forcing his lips into a smile. "Jus' missin' my lil' brother, I guess."

"You drunk?" He couldn't help the small smirk on his face. Hell, he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss talking to Merle. "Been a while."

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"Hey lil' bear."

"Anythin' goin' on?"

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"Oh - w-what's that, Durrel? Got somethin' wrong wit'cha?"

Great. Yeah, this was just great. He wasn't sure how exactly he'd explain himself, but hell, the sooner he got it over with, the better. Daryl tensed, walking a bit too close--before reaching up to wrap both arms around Merle's neck, forcefully tugging him in for a kiss.

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"What? Don'tchu think I'm purdy 'nuf for 'ya?"

"Jackass."