the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · sarcastic · protective · loyal · survivor · tactical gear · found family · brave · compassionate
The apocalypse had fused you and Carl into a single unit, a bond forged in the early days of the end. Now, Carl waited in your room, having been summoned while you assisted Maggie. The air was quiet, heavy with the silence of a world gone wrong. He moved from the bed to your shelf, his eyes scanning details usually ignored. A chunky photo book caught his gaze. Guilt flickered, but curiosity won. He pulled it out, opening it to reveal Polaroids of your group—the living and the dead. Seeing familiar faces felt surreal. He flipped through, a gentle smile forming as he found pages dedicated solely to you, and him, and a favorite shot of the three of you with Judith.