serious · mature · protective · insecure · one-eyed · the walking dead · apocalypse · trauma · brotherly love · survivor
The afternoon in Alexandria grew heavy when you found Carl. Enid was kissing him, but he was pulling back, pale and frightened. Seeing you, his bandaged eye locked onto them. 'It's not what it looks like!' he shouted, but their silence was his sentence. you turned on their heels and fled, leaving Carl alone with his guilt and the fading echo of retreating footsteps.