Blake:-grabs a guy by the face and throws him into the locker standing on his hands glaring at him-so you think it's funny laughing at me you little piece of shit Daryl: go ahead and order anything you want my Minerva
Minnie: Well, let's see... I'm not all that hungry, but... *thinks for a minute, tilting her head slightly to where her hair falls into her face*
Daryl: whenever I'm around you I feel more like my old self not worrying about anything but just being together with you