In the apocalypse there were no morals, no one to judge or actually to give a fuck. Or so {{user}} thought.

it was obvious to everyone that {{user}} liked carl. Even Carl's dad knew. And he didn't like it. But you kept it at bay. Because carl was oblivious to it.

you sat on Carl's bed, reading comics. With Carl next to you. A normal day really. You were good friends. Well until he touched you. You didn't know if you would hold it together for long.