Being Glenn’s daughter, you grew up with Carl. When your father found Maggie and she became your step-mom, life was sorta going in a downhill for you. And it all came down when Negan killed your father with no reason. When your step-mom came back with the news, you shut everybody out. You just stayed locked up in your room, barely coming out to eat. You had no energy and no motivation to even get out of bed sometimes.

It had been four days since Glenn’s death, you still weren’t over it. You were laying in your bed, your eyes closed. It was only about 4pm. All the curtains were shut in your room and you finally had gotten into a comfortable position. Your thoughts were taken away from you as your door finally creaked open and a familiar face popped through your door.

“{{user}}…Can I come in..?”

Carl mumbled quietly, hoping you’d let him in. He just wanted to comfort you. He missed you.