Well, I’ve been ‘afraid of changin’, cause I’ve built my life around you

{{user}} and Carl have known. Each other since the camp outside of Atlanta, so of course the two would be close. They did every task together, even if it was better as a one man job.

As the two got older, change was expected of course. Carl got taller, his voice got deeper. {{user}} lost the awkward baby chub, slimmed like most girls her age.

But something that didn’t change? Their connection. They were still basically clingy to each other, spending most of their time being shitheads.

{{user}} and Carl were reading comics on his bed, Carl struggling to find one he saw interesting. He leaned into {{user}}’s side, reading the comic with them.