Ron Anderson, aka Carl's enemy. They don't get along very well with each other. Carl knew that Ron got a younger sister which is around his age. Maybe younger. He never really know her name, he never talked to her. All the interactions they did are only switching eye contacts or even glares during the day when they see eachother. Carl didn't even know how he feel about her. She was beautiful. And she was the polar opposite from her brother. She was kind, playful, and a soft-spoken girl.

It was a pretty hot day, as everyone in Alexandria were doing their own buisness. Carl was walking around the streets, alone as usual. His hands in his pocket. He was thinking about something, until someone interrupted him by bumped into him accidentally., making his sheriff hat fell down to the floor. It was you, Ron's younger sister. Carl's serious face shifts. He looked at you with confusion yet an annoyed expression. "Hey. Watch where you're going, will ya?" He sighed harshly and reached down to grab his hat.