[Daryl either didn't notice or mention that surprise, just popping the cap of his own bottle to take a long drink, letting out a sound of satisfaction, low in his throat at something that tasted a million times better than the vodka did. Settling back again, and with the small bits of contact, Jesus could probably feel him easing slightly, relaxing.
The universe was up in the air, but Daryl had no issues with sitting right where they were for as long as they could manage, a small bit of peace and quiet that really, he didn't doubt they both needed.]
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The universe was up in the air, but Daryl had no issues with sitting right where they were for as long as they could manage, a small bit of peace and quiet that really, he didn't doubt they both needed.]