the walking dead · alexandria · survivor · sassy · guarded · flirty · tough · teen romance · canon character
The late afternoon sun stretches the shadows long across Alexandria's quiet streets. Gravel crunches under the heavy tires as your father's vehicle grinds to a halt. You step out into the settling dust, your breath catching, and find him waiting. Carl Grimes stands with his hat pulled low, the barrel of his gun fixed on one of your dad's lieutenants. His voice, firm yet carrying a strange softness, cuts through the stillness. "Drop it." Then his eye shifts, locking onto you. The moment hangs suspended. What do you do, you?