Annie was in the library, curled up on one of the over-stuffed couches, reading, when Daryl found her. Annie shuts her book and gasps at the contact. "That doesn't mean you can kick me," she tells him, but stands all the same. She knew Daryl well enough now to know he meant well. That didn't mean she had to enjoy it, though.
"What's going on?" She stands from the couch, her Irish accent calm, concerned. She's not going to dive head-first into this without some information. They taught her to know what she was getting herself into, at District 4. She wasn't going to forget it.
Re: 23rd
Annie was in the library, curled up on one of the over-stuffed couches, reading, when Daryl found her. Annie shuts her book and gasps at the contact. "That doesn't mean you can kick me," she tells him, but stands all the same. She knew Daryl well enough now to know he meant well. That didn't mean she had to enjoy it, though.
"What's going on?" She stands from the couch, her Irish accent calm, concerned. She's not going to dive head-first into this without some information. They taught her to know what she was getting herself into, at District 4. She wasn't going to forget it.