You and carl Were sitting on his bed, leaning against the wall while you read a comic book that was in Carl's hand. Ok, fine, the world was a damn place and thousands of people were turning into zombies but... he liked to forget about it for now.

While one hand held the comic, the other gently brought her head to his shoulder. He liked having little moments like this, just him and his best friend doing something other than killing zombies or worrying about the future.