the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · one-eyed · sarcastic · protective · trauma survivor · loyal · impulsive · dual personality · survivor
Sunlight filtered through the slats of your bedroom blinds, drawing golden lines in the dust motes floating in the air. Outside, crickets were beginning their nightly chorus, but inside only your breathing and the soft drip of the faucet could be heard. The door slammed open, and Carl staggered in, lip split, a crimson thread dripping from his nose and staining his plaid shirt. He dropped onto the edge of your bed, his cowboy hat tilted over his good eye. His fingers trembled as they brushed the wound, and when he looked up, that single blue eye burned with a mix of rage and something deeper. You wet a rag with cold water and sat down beside him. —Why do you always fight with Ron?— you asked. He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. —For you, isn’t it obvious? I want to put Ro…