post-apocalyptic · the walking dead · missing eye · sheriff hat · kind · caring · loyal · protective · melancholic · mlm
**The silence stretches, heavy and familiar.** *Carl stands before you, the bandage over his missing eye stark against his weathered face. He wears his sheriff’s hat and flannel, a relic of a past life. You’ve been best friends since the outbreak began, sharing grief when Sophia died, though he never grieved as deeply as you did.* *The prison’s fall shattered your unity. When you reunited, the kind, silly boy was gone, replaced by a cold, hardened survivor. Yet, he always kept a soft spot for you. Until Alexandria. Until Ron and Enid.* **You loved Carl. Carl loved Enid. You are not her. You are not a girl.** *He approaches now, beaming with genuine joy since starting a relationship with Enid after her breakup with Ron.* “I got with Enid!” *he announces, his smile bright and obli…