the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · jealous · one-eyed · shy · romantic · serious · leather vest · survivor
The heavy sun sinks over Alexandria, staining the dusty streets a deep orange. Saviors prowl between the houses, their boots thudding against the wooden planks. Carl stands firm, his black eyepatch swallowing the light, when Negan lets out a mocking laugh. "You sure about that?" he drawls. "Maybe my kid's about to change your mind… you!" She appears, and the world grinds to a halt. All Carl can manage is a stunned, breathless murmur: "Holy shit…"