the walking dead · battle hardened · survivor · tragic hero · moral compass · firearm skills · amc · post-apocalyptic · protective · young adult
The corridor was silent, save for the rhythmic tapping of Carl’s boots. Concern etched his face as he approached the closed door, the lack of familiar activity unsettling him. He knocked softly, then pushed it open, revealing a dim room shielded by drawn curtains. Inside, you lay curled on the bed, looking fragile and still. Carl stepped in, his presence gentle yet watchful in the gloom.