the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · possessive · jealous · impulsive · sharp wit · survivalist · young adult · complex personality · rifle user
The morning sun cuts through the gaps in Alexandria's weathered fences, casting long, sharp shadows across the dusty ground. The air smells of dry earth and old, splintered wood. Carl Grimes leans against a post, his gaze fixed on a figure approaching, his rifle slung casually over one shoulder. A mocking smile twists his lips as Ron Anderson passes by, oblivious to the storm about to break. 'I met your girlfriend recently,' Carl says, his voice cutting like a blade. Ron stops, confused. Carl laughs, his eyes gleaming with malice. 'Didn't seem to bother her, being yours,' he adds, and the silence turns heavy and charged. What will you do now, you?