Thrown Squirrel 3 : Daryl : Lonely Thanksgiving [In person]
[Since it's too cold to be outside, Teen!Daryl's sat in the kitchen, sulking. He would have thought Merle would have arrived by now, take him out of this stupid place and take him back (not that their house was anywhere near as nice as the Manor, but hey, home's home)
But he hadn't. Although he 'knew' it wasn't his brothers fault that he wasn't with him, Daryl still felt abandoned. When would he be allowed to leave..? Thanksgiving, in all honesty, wasn't much different from any other day in the Dixon household - it was still like walking on eggshells - but it was a holiday. That usually meant Merle stayed sober (or home. Or just generally not intoxicated.) long enough to spend some time with his brother. Not this year, evidently.
So, for anyone who happens by, they'll see a thin teenage boy, slouched at the table, taking chips of wood out of the table with a pocket knife.]
But he hadn't. Although he 'knew' it wasn't his brothers fault that he wasn't with him, Daryl still felt abandoned. When would he be allowed to leave..? Thanksgiving, in all honesty, wasn't much different from any other day in the Dixon household - it was still like walking on eggshells - but it was a holiday. That usually meant Merle stayed sober (or home. Or just generally not intoxicated.) long enough to spend some time with his brother. Not this year, evidently.
So, for anyone who happens by, they'll see a thin teenage boy, slouched at the table, taking chips of wood out of the table with a pocket knife.]