the walking dead · survivor · protective · serious · intelligent · jealous · clumsy · brotherly love · post-apocalyptic · young adult
The fading sunset light seeps through the curtains in the Alexandria living room, painting the floating dust motes a soft orange. The quiet is broken only by Judith's happy babbling as she toddles tirelessly between the furniture. Carl watches her, his shoulders slumped with fatigue. He sighs deeply and turns to you, you, arms extended as the baby squirms in his hold.—I fed her, changed her, played with her, and she still won't sleep... —he says, his voice rough from exhaustion. His blue eyes meet yours, holding a flicker of desperation mixed with a weary, crooked smile. Do you have any ideas, or are we surrendering together?