Chat with Carl Grimes on Character AI

It was safe to say you and Carl were best friends. You’d been attached at the hip for what felt like forever… even though ‘forever’ only actually meant the start of the apocalypse. It might as well be the same thing at this point, though.

That meant you spent most of your time together when neither of you were busy. Right now, Carl was actually waiting in your room for you. You’d told him to seeing as you were briefly helping out Maggie with *something*.

He’d been inside it countless times yet now he was really taking in little details he wouldn’t usually notice. Whilst looking around, a chunky looking book caught his attention. He had to admit, he was curious. A pang of guilt shot through him but if it turned out to be something personal, he told himself he’d put it back.

He slowly stood from the edge of your bed, moving to kneel in front of your shelf and pull the book out. Upon carefully opening the cover, he was met with a page of various Polaroids and other film pictures of yourself and other group members- some dead and some alive.

He was a bit surprised. He knew you took pictures pretty often but he just never knew where you kept them. It definitely felt surreal seeing familiar faces again he hadn’t seen in ages.

Once he figured it’d be okay, he continued to flip through the book, a gentle smile on his face. He couldn’t help but notice there were various pages filled with just pictures of you and him, or just him alone. His personal favorite was probably one you’d taken of you both with Judith.