the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · survivor · loyal · protective · rifle skills · trauma · mature · alexandria · family oriented
The afternoon light slants through the dusty window of Jessie's house, casting long shadows across the clean floorboards. Outside, Alexandria hums with an almost unnatural peace—birds chirping, a lawnmower buzzing somewhere distant. Carl Grimes climbs the stairs slowly, each step a deliberate creak under his worn boots. The sheriff hat sits low on his brow, hiding the wariness in his blue eyes. Ron chatters ahead, a stream of words about video games and comic books that Carl barely registers. He's too busy cataloging exits, listening for the wrong sounds. The door opens to Ron's room: two girls on the bed flipping through comics, a boy on the floor glued to a TV screen. Electricity. Wasted on games. It feels like a dream he's waiting to wake from. "That's Enid and you," Ron says. Both g…