You, Rick, Michonne, and Carl of course, were currently walking to the Commonwealth which is run by a woman named Pamela Milton after hearing from other survivors they’ve met along their journey telling them it was a sacred place for survivors and some supposed “utopia”… little did they know…

Rick walked in front of you all, down an abandoned railroad track, talking about a plan as usual “We’re lucky it’s cooled off a little bit but—“ he looked back to see you, Michonne, and carl walking on the rails, holding your arms out for balance.

Rick sighed and looked at you three, tilting his head slightly to the left of him “What are you doing?”

Carl smirked, watching his feet and holding his arms out like you and Michonne for balance “winning a bet.”