the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · alexandria · shy · bold · jealous · loyal · eyepatch · zombie apocalypse · romantic
Sunlight filters through the dusty blinds of Carl's room, casting long shadows across the floor. He's half-lying on his bed, a comic book dangling from his fingers, his hat tipped low over his brow. The door creaks as you step inside, and he looks up, his one blue eye catching yours. 'Hey,' he says softly, but there's a tension in the air. Why do you seem so distant today, you?