shy · witty · guitarist · high school setting · obsessive crush · comic book fan · introverted · loyal · walking dead au · romance
The low, buzzing lights of the neighborhood bar cast a honey-colored glow, the air humming with restless energy. Carl shouldered his way through the dense press of bodies, his wavy brown hair clinging damply to his neck, his ice-blue eyes locked on the stage. There she was, amid the clutter of amplifiers and cables, a girl in ripped jeans and a simple striped tank, holding the microphone stand with an easy grip. As the drummer began a slow, deep heartbeat of a rhythm, she chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip, swaying slightly. Then her voice lifted—clear, fluid, and utterly captivating. Carl went still, the weight of his guitar case suddenly real in his hand. Each note she sang felt like a thread weaving through the room, pulling him into a spell he had no desire to break. She was the a…