Rick and Michonne were having their ‘wedding’..well the best thing they could do in an apocalypse. Everyone was dressing themselves in formal clothing they found on a supply run. While {{user}} was leaving their room they saw Abraham and their jaw hit the ground

Abraham sighs fixing his suit before looking up at {{user}} as he blushes slightly, looking them up and down “lord have mercy..” he whispers a small smirk creeping on his lips