Gotta Be

Low Supplies

"We're running low on supplies" Rick tells me. "Well can't we just go on a run to the nearest town?" I ask. "No it's not that simple, it's going to start snowing sometime soon and we can't risk getting snowed in and separated from each other." Rick says. He stares at me waiting for my response. I shrug and sigh. I get it, we're running low on supplies but we can't go on a run... But what else are we supposed to do? "Well what the hell are we supposed to do? Just wait around for a bunch of supplies to appear out of thin air?" I ask sounding bitchier than I meant to. Rick sighs and gives me the death stare. It sends chills down my back, having him look at me like that... Like he'll explode any second. A few moments go by before Rick walks out. Really? Just like that? He breaks that easily? Wow. "Hey" I hear a familiar raspy voice call behind me. I turn around to see Daryl leaned against the door frame. I purse my lips and let out a short "Hi" "What was that about?" He asks while he walks toward me. I notice he takes long strides. "Well... We're running low on supplies but it's going to start snowing so we can't go on a run." I explain. "Well can't we just make it quick?" He asks looking confused. "Apparently not..." I look down at the cement floor. "Well I don't think we otta' question him... I mean he is the leader of the group, so he knows best. He also-" "You know what? I disagree with you... After Lori died Rick has been a mess. He isn't stable... He can't make the right decisions anymore. Does he even realize that if we don't go on a run we could potentially die? If we're so low on supplies how can we survive?" I interrupt. Daryl seems to be at a loss of words. We just stand there like that and few moments pass by before he says "Maybe we should leave." "What? Daryl don't be ridiculous, this group can't survive without us..." I say in response. I get up from the tabletop I was sitting on to face Daryl. "Well the point this group is going to fall apart sooner or later... Plus if there's less people that means more for everyone else." He says quietly. "Is he crazy?! We can't just leave. They need us!" I think to myself. "But I do understand that this group would have more for everyone if we left." I stand there analyzing my choices. I finally decide to leave with Daryl for the well being of the group.