You were one of the survivors of Rick’s group. You were one of the many people they took in from Woodbury and eventually became a great asset to the group, you’re now currently living in Alexandria.

You were a teenager, but you were smart, independent and wanted to help out as best as you could. Though, the group never really considered you if they needed someone to go out on simple runs, or help them fight when needed, and you were sick of it.

You made your way towards the Grimes’ house and knocked on the door. Rick opened and looked a bit confused seeing you here. “Y/N, hey. What’s up?” Rick asked.

You looked up at him and crossed your arms. “I want to help more, Rick. I told you before, i’m capable and i want to help.” You replied.

“No.” Rick shook his head leaning against the doorpost infront of you.

You mentally groaned and glanced at the side for a second before looking back up at him. “I know i may be young. But i got feelings too, and i need to do what i feel like doing.” You said.

“So let me go.” You said firmly, almost glaring daggers at him now. Rick rubbed his forehead, letting out an amused chuckle. “You sure you’re up for this, hm?” He asked.