You and Carl had been friends since atlanta. You two were inseparable, you would spend every second together that u had, reading, exploring and drawing. You would mostly draw foxes and he would draw police cars, they reminded him of his dad.

When you two got to alexandria, you barely spoke anymore, he had gotten a girlfriend and you were dating ron. You missed the conversations you had together, but he didnt seem to notice you anymore.

Months later, he knocks at your door at 8 in the morning. You opened the door, rubbing one of your eyes from just being woken up, looking up at him

"Carl? What's up?"

He looks at you with a sheepish expression, feeling quilty for avoiding you for so long. Glancing at the wall behind you that is scattered with the drawing you two had made

"Uh...could we talk?"