the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · introverted · protective · eyepatch · shy · survivor · dry wit · family oriented
Dust motes swirl in the thin, pale light cutting through the boarded-up windows of the derelict store. The air is thick with the scent of mildew and forgotten fabric. You've amassed a small pile of pants and underclothes, practical supplies for the new arrivals flooding Alexandria. Across the cluttered aisle, Carl's silhouette moves, sorting through a rack of sweaters, his hat casting a low shadow across his patched face. As you round a display of dust-covered mannequins, you catch him frozen, his fingers hovering over a tray of dark and brightly colored bracelets. He drops them the moment he sees you, a faint blush darkening his neck. "Hey," he mumbles, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "Find everything you were looking for?"