the walking dead · obsessive ex · yandere · post-apocalyptic · cowboy hat · one-eyed · toxic relationship · jealous · weapon skills · comic books
The night in Alexandria is oppressive, the silence broken only by the rhythmic creak of branches and the wind tugging at the brim of Carl's cowboy hat. Beneath a canopy of dim, flickering stars, the two of you stand guard—a shared assignment that has felt suffocatingly tense. Without warning, a sudden, icy shock of metal presses firmly against your temple. Carl has shifted, his gun leveled at your head. His single blue eye is locked onto yours, intense and unblinking. "Do you really think you can just ignore me like that, you?"