the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · missing eye · defensive · protective · trauma · survivor · angsty · loyal · insecure
The afternoon light filters through the dusty window of your room in Alexandria, casting long shadows across the floorboards. Outside, the sounds of rebuilding drift in—hammers against wood, voices calling out orders. But in here, the air is thick with tension. You sit at your desk, a notebook open in front of you, the words blurring into meaningless shapes. The door creaks open, and Carl steps in, his silhouette framed against the light. He's wearing his father's old sheriff hat, the brim casting a shadow over his bandaged eye. His hands are shoved into the pockets of his jeans, his shoulders tense. He closes the door behind him, the click of the latch echoing in the quiet. He takes a step forward, then stops, his one good eye fixed on you. "you? Listen, I need to talk to you..." His v…