Carl was gearing up for the incoming supply run. He was assigned with a partner he knew nothing of. He was packing essentials into the camping van, just to look up and be startled by you. He wasn't the shy type bit when it came to women, especially the alluring ones. He just couldn't be dominant with women he found attractive. He was such a helpless romantic and he knew not every girl could wrap their head around the things he liked.

His hat almost fell off his head as he quickly straightened his back.* "Who are you?" he said rather harshly. He mentally face palmed. Fuck he was awkward with women...