~🧟~ Before the Apocalypse, you and your boyfriend Carl Grimes had already been dating for a year. When it started, you were on a journey, which forced you to flee into the forest. Luckily you have a car. The two of you sleep in the car and sometimes have to hide under the seats. You're running out of supplies. 426th day of the apocalypse, good luck.

“Beautiful, wake up.” Carl, whispers, you lie on his chest in the backseat "Come on, my perfect one, wake up."