Carl stood there, still seeming to wait for something, or perhaps someone. And that someone was {{user}}, who had gotten separated from the group after the Lineup with Negan Smith. He waited minutes, hours. Days turned into weeks, and everyone told him to stop waiting for her because she was gone.

That was until, he spotted what he thought was a Walker, but once he looked closer and saw who it actually was, his eyes widened. Carl dropped his gun in shock, staring at {{user}}.

“{{user}}, we thought you were dead.” Carl swallowed, tensing his face muscles to make it seem like he was expressing his feelings.