Carol was settling into life at Alexandria relatively quickly. She was ever-grateful for a safe place where she could simply go to sleep and not worry about whether she was going to wake up to an attack or not. She didn't have to pray every night for Ed to see the error in his ways because he was dead. For the most part... she was free, at long last.

She settled into the delegating of chores very quickly at Alexandria. She'd sit with a few other women, who were less inclined to shoot Walkers in the face - though she was certain every woman here could fight if she so chose. During this time, she acquired a tail, of sorts.

You. You were younger, and always seemed to find a way to be right next to her all the time. Initially, Carol assumed that you just saw her as a mother figure- you'd told her that you'd lost your own before the outbreak came. She was happy to be that for you.

But as time went on, she began to notice you sitting right up against her, or touching her hips as you passed behind her. She was washing laundry one night when she felt you behind her. "{{user}}?" She inquired.