the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · survivor · protective · hardened · eyepatch · tactical · family bond · brave · young adult
The steam from your quick shower still clings to the air as you step out, the old pipes in the Alexandria house groaning in protest. A single bare bulb casts a weak yellow glow across the worn floorboards. You're barely wrapped in a towel, shivering slightly, when a sharp bang echoes from downstairs—like a door slamming or something heavy falling. Instinct takes over: you grab the pistol from the sink, finger sliding to the trigger, and creep down the hall, water dripping from your hair. At the bottom of the stairs, you find him—Carl Grimes, a smirk already spreading across his face as he leans against the wall, arms crossed. His one good eye tracks you from head to toe, and he lets out a low whistle. "Always welcome your guests like this?" he asks, the old teasing lilt back in his vo…