the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · older brother · protective · comic books · star wars pajamas · post-apocalyptic · family dynamics · survivor · enid
The morning light filters through the dusty windows of the kitchen, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A faint smell of coffee and woodsmoke lingers as Carl pads down the stairs, his Star Wars pajamas slightly rumpled. He slides onto the chair next to you with a soft grin. "Mornin'."