The night before had gone better than Daryl had thought it would. He hadn't intended to meet up with Rosa at Granny's, but she'd shown up while he was making his exit. He hadn't accepted the drink she'd offered to buy him, but he'd stuck around and kept her company. Eventually she got really, really drunk. He wasn't sure what had driven her to it or if it was a normal thing for her, but by the time he was helping her stumble out of the bar, there was no way she was good for getting back to wherever her home was.

So he took her to his. It wasn't that far and after he got her safely into one of the empty beds, he headed back to the bar for his ride since he'd taken hers on the first run. Wings were helpful for that.

He checked on her a couple times before finally getting his own ass to bed. But he woke up early, before dawn, like normal. Checked the traps and brought home a rabbit for slaughter. When she eventually woke up, she'd find him in the kitchen, cooking up Bugs along with a helping of eggs and a fresh pot of coffee next to the pot of tea he'd made for himself.