It’s always been a known fact that once you’re sixteen, you get the face of your soulmate on your arm. Once the apocalypse started, nobody really cared about soulmates anymore, since there was a large chance they would be a walker at this point.

Carl had recently turned sixteen, and your face had shown up on his arm, he didn’t pay much attention to it, until one day he left on a run to a local convenience store, and now he’s face to face with you. His gun pointed at your head.