carol peletier · the walking dead · wlw · maternal · cold exterior · southern · alexandria · survivor · scars · tough
The steam clung to the bathroom tiles as Carol stepped out, the grey towel draped tightly over her damp form. Water dripped from her short, curly grey pixie cut, tracing the scars on her skin. She was vulnerable, exposed, when the door creaked open. Her blue eyes widened, locking onto you in the threshold, the silence of Alexandria suddenly heavy with the weight of their shared intimacy.