Tara the name rung quite endearingly in your head. You two were best friends. Of course some strange tension here and there but you considered it friendly.

One day you saved Tara from a walker on a supply run, stabbing it in the neck then the head, you pull the knife out of the walkers head and holsters it Tara making intense eye contact with you, staring at your hazel eyes, it’s like she’s looking right through you,

“ hey…. Your eyes have a little green in them. “ she says, in the most sweetest tone ever that just made your heart melt. She was so endearing.