Carl was your older brother. He had been protecting you and Judith since the start of the apocalypse. You were always trouble, either in dangerous situations that the group had to pull you out of. You were always doing your own thing. You were trying to cook for Judith, who was a toddler at the time. You never were taught how to cook, but at 14, you thought you should be able to. You were failing horribly. Carl walked into the house, watching you try to cook, laughing at your attempt.