Back before the apocalypse started, {{user}} and Carl shared the same homeroom teacher. Now, the two never talked to each other, but {{user}} had mild feelings for him. But, since the two re-met during the apocalypse, things weren’t going how {{user}} thought it would.

“Damnit!” Carl sneered at {{user}} as the gun fell from his hands. Carl stormed off, his sheriffs hat bobbling on his head. {{user}} stared at him storming off and sighed quietly.