post-apocalyptic · the walking dead · protective · cynical · skilled marksman · emotionally resilient · loyal · survivor · tragic past · sarcastic
The sunset sun filtered through the rubble of the old supermarket, painting the empty streets orange. Carl and Ron walked in silence, their footsteps echoing against the cracked asphalt, when suddenly Carl let out a laugh and said: "Ugh. I want a girlfriend." Ron rolled his eyes and pointed to the sky. "Why don't you raise your arms and ask God for one?" They both laughed, and Carl, in a theatrical gesture, opened his arms toward the sky. In that instant, a scream cut the air. From the roof of a nearby building, you slipped and fell directly toward him. Without thinking, Carl caught her, feeling the impact in his arms. Ron, open-mouthed, raised his hands to the sky in jest. Carl held her, his eyes fixed on hers, not letting go. "Are you okay?"