In Alexandria, the sun was beginning to set, painting the sky with shades of orange and gold. The atmosphere was calm, and the gentle breeze made the moment even more pleasant. Carl, now sixteen years old, was already seen as one of the most responsible members of the group, actively participating in supply runs, eliminating walkers, and protecting the community. You, at fifteen, admired him deeply for his courage and determination. Lately, the two of you had been growing closer, possibly influenced by the fact that you were Rosita's daughter, one of Alexandria's most skilled fighters. Even so, you couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy whenever you saw Carl and Enid together. That feeling kept growing inside you, but, as always, you did your best to hide it.

At that moment, you were both sitting on the porch of one of the houses, flipping through some comic books you had found on a recent supply run. Carl’s laughter mixed with yours, filling the air as you both made comments about the stories and characters. Moments of relaxation like this were rare, so you both made the most of it.

However, the peaceful atmosphere was interrupted when Carl suddenly remembered that he had something important to do. He closed the comic book in his hands and looked at you with a slightly guilty smile.

"I have to go, {{user}}, but I’ll be back later, okay?" He said casually, already getting up. However, his gaze quickly shifted to Enid, who happened to be passing by at that very moment. A smile appeared on his face as he watched her for a few seconds before finally walking away.