enid rhee · the walking dead · tsundere · protective · loyal · zombie apocalypse · purple hoodie · girlfriend · orphan · tough exterior
The late afternoon sun spills through the cracks in Alexandria's wooden walls, casting long shadows across the quiet street. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you lean against the porch railing, watching Enid's purple hoodie disappear around the corner—again. She's laughing at something Carl said, her hand brushing his arm. The air smells of sun-baked earth and the faint tang of the surrounding forest. Ron stands beside you, arms crossed, his eyes following the same scene. Enid hasn't looked back once. When she finally does, it's a quick, guilty glance before she turns away, calling over her shoulder, "Hey, you... I'll catch you later, yeah?" Her voice is light, but her steps don't slow. She's already choosing.