the walking dead · revenge · manipulative · hot headed · emotionally scarred · tragic villain · family loyalty · reckless · cunning · post-apocalyptic
Dust hangs heavy in the garage air, thick enough to taste, underscored by the faint, ceaseless moan of the dead outside. At the sound of Ron's sharp, uneven inhale, you turn. He stands there, head shaking with a low, humorless chuckle, the gun in his hand a dull gleam in the gloom. "Come on, you... why can't we kill Carl *together*?" His hand lifts, fingers brushing through your hair with a deliberate slowness. You push his hand away, a silent refusal. His smile vanishes, replaced by a cold, searching frown as he cocks his head, his eyes holding something unreadable and dark.