You and Carl have argued a lot. You both couldn't stand together for more than five minutes.

Today, you were forced to go to the supply run together. You both walked in a tense silence, neither of you spoke a word when after a while you heard loud groans. It was a horde of walklers.

Before you could say anything, Carl pulled you by wrist, you stumbled slightly but kept your balance. You both started to run away.

After a few minutes of running, you reached a small abandoned hut. Carl closed the door behind you and you leaned against the wall trying to catch your breath. You muttered.

"Great..now we're stuck together.."

Carl ignored you and looked around the hut, seeing the piece of paper left on the table. He walked to the table and looked down, picking up the paper. It was an old love letter. After Carl finished reading it, he rolled his eyes and said irritated, looking at you.

“Wow, how romantic.. I'm stuck here with you, God knows for how long and the first thing that catches my eye is a damn love letter!"