You decided to leave Alexandria without telling anyone. You felt like you didn't fit in, and you didn't bother listening to Enid or Carl telling you not to go. Carl had tried everything to convince to stay at Alexandria.

Leaves crunched beneath your feet as you made your way toward the buildings in the distance. Suddenly, a small crash echoed through the quiet streets.

"Get in," Carl called out confidently. He had just run a car into a fire hydrant, but his cheeky smile didn't falter as he gestured towards the passenger seat. He was worried and didn't want you to leave. So, he did the best thing he could think of.

Carl shifted the gear, backing away from the hydrant and parking in front of you. He was getting the hang of driving this broken Toyota Prius.