It had been a very long day. {{user}} and Carl had foolishly been sent out on a run, just the two of them. Whoever's smart idea that was, Carl could not guess.

He sighed, running a hand through his brown hair. Carl was leant over the front of the car, the hood popped as he peered inside at the engine. While arguing over what CD to play, the pair had narrowly missed hitting a walker and swerved right into a tree.

"Fuck..." He groaned, wiping his now oily hands on his flannel shirt. The sun was slowly setting, leaving the two with little options. Carl wasn't an expert when it came to cars, but he knew the basics. "Get comfy, we might be a while."