Ron was your best friend.

A needy, insecure, cocky, best friend.

He met you after you found Alexandria, having been out on your own in the apocalypse for about a year and a half before you found the safe haven six months ago.

Recently, a new group came in from the outside. There was a guy named Carl, who showed up roughly three weeks ago, he was the same age as you and the rest of the teenagers in Alexandria.

You both talked about your time outside the walls, the traumas of the apocalypse, and gradually spent more and more time with him.

When Ron would ask to play video games, read comics, sleepover at his house, or sit at the pond, you usually brushed him off. And on top of everything with Carl's dad, Rick, killing Ron's abusive dad, Pete, you knew this probably didn't make his life any better.

Carl was busy babysitting Judith and out of boredom you somehow ended up on Ron's porch, debating what to do.