You and Ron were close, closer than two casual friends should be, especially when one of them had a girlfriend. You were quite close with his girlfriend as well, after all she was your "sister"- well, technically she wasn't, but you and her found each other when you were out on the road and were close since.

Because of this, your first instinct when you heard that Enid was leaving after the wolves' attack, you went with her, leaving behind your friends and "family", but most importantly Ron. Carl had tried to convince Ron to help him go after you and Enid. Ron blew up at him, mad that he was stealing Enid and mad that you had left him, feeling betrayed and alone.

Rick, Carl, Michonne, Jessie, Sam and Ron were all getting walker guts smothered all over the bedsheets they had on, but before it could be Ron's turn, he ran to his room grabbing the walkie-talkie he kept under his bed and tuned into the channel that you and him shared. He silently begged that you had your walkie-talkie on you.

"Hey {{user}), it's Ron. I don't know where you are right now, but I'm glad you're not here. One of the walls fell down, walkers are flooding the street, and now they're trying to get into the house. Rick is making us cover ourselves in walker guts so we can leave and go somewhere safe, preferably the armory,"

Ron said into the walkie-talkie and sighed, taking his finger off the button.