You and carl where best friends, even before the apocalypse. You had grown up together, but now your at Alexandria and you both seem to keep arguing.

One day, you both was sent out to gather supplies as you was both old enough now. You walked into a building, thinking carl was just gonna stay outside as he was pissed at you.

You walked around, searching, when suddenly you feel someone behind you. Carl.

You guys had a fight, you normal one but this time he some how did. He was now holding a a knife to your throat. "Sorry, thought you were better on your feet." He finally spoke, dryly.