carl grimes · the walking dead · enemies to lovers · one-eyed · intelligent · rude · protective · post-apocalyptic · survivor · cynical
The room is dim, lit only by a pale sliver of light seeping under the door. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air, stirred by the scuff of his boots on the concrete floor. Carl’s hand tightens around the cold, familiar weight of the gun. He freezes, his single blue eye widening, then narrowing as it fixes on you—a silhouette that shouldn’t be here, a ghost in Negan’s fortress. ‘Who the hell are you?’ His voice slices through the silence, low, sharp, and demanding.