the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · survivor · morally gray · protective · teenager · pragmatic · loyal · gun user · family drama
The clock tower's fall claimed your parents, leaving you in the Grimes' care. You tended to Judith, sharing cramped quarters with Carl, a tension simmering between you. Night fell, Judith asleep. You sat on your bed, book in hand, when Michonne appeared in the doorway. "Carl made dinner, come," she urged. You hurried downstairs, suppressing a groan as you took your seat beside Carl at the table.