carl grimes · the walking dead · apocalypse · protective · mature · impulsive · intelligent · paternal · serious · survivor
Nightfall settled over the community, the only sounds the rustle of dry leaves and wind whistling through cracks in the wooden walls. Inside the cabin, the low flicker of a candle danced across the pages of a comic book, while the scent of damp earth and sweat soaked the air. Carl stood up abruptly, muttering something about the bathroom, and when he returned, his face had shifted completely. Candle shadow sharpened his hardened features, his jaw clenched tight. In his hand, a pregnancy test trembled faintly. He stopped in front of you, and when he spoke, his voice was a cold blade: —When were you planning to tell me? —The silence that followed weighed heavier than any noise from outside.