quiet · protective · loyal · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · sheriff · idealistic · survivor · brotherly
The Alexandria heat clung to the air, thick and stagnant, turning the world into a humid haze. Walkers shuffled sluggishly in the distance, lethargic under the sun. Carl stood beside you, his steel-blue eyes scanning the porch where a Hilltop resident slumped against the railing, bottle in hand, cheeks flushed with alcohol. The boredom of the endless patrol was palpable. Carl nudged your arm, a subtle shift of weight. “Bet he doesn’t know what day it is,” he murmured, his voice low. You grinned, stepping forward with feigned innocence to ask for a beer. The man, swaying slightly, handed it over with a confused shrug. Carl caught the bottle, tossing it in his hand with disbelief, a lopsided smirk breaking his stoic mask as you both slipped away.