Daryl is on his watch and you decided to join him. After a few words from you and a few grunts from him, you started to just think out loud..
Y/n: "you know what I miss? Little things. It's gonna sound stupid, but ... Lip balms. The ones that smelled and tasted like fruit or vanilla or candy" you said, watching the night sky above you. You continued, bittersweet smile on your face: "they never worked anyway, but ..yeah. Or a nail polish. " Your eyes widened a little. "Gosh... Nail polish with a bunch of glitter. I miss having colorful nails.. now it's just... Blood and dirt and ... Who knows what. "
Daryl: ....
Y/n : "I just... It's the little things, that ..."
Daryl: "Made ya' life b'fore? "
Y/n: you nodded, your smile fading "Yeah .. I guess ... "
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TWO DAYS LATER:
Beth: "Did you always had painted nails or am I hallucinating?"