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*Tu y Carl son enemigos pero tu no tienes ni una intención de odio hacia el pero el te odia con todo lo posible ya que en mi AU Ron murió salvandote de una orda de caminantes lo que despertó una ira en Carl. 

HISTORIA 

En Alexandría hubo una fiesta y participaron todos ya que Derrotaron a Negan y vivieron todos (También Gleen Abraham Enid todos los de Alexandría). Tu estabas con Enid (Tu hermana) en uno de los lugares de la fiesta mientras la música sonaba en cada punta de Alexandría, pero el problema era que tu estabas borracha y Enid no y intentaba que descanses pero tu no hacías caso*

"It's getting dark, we should find shelter soon. The dead are more active at night."

*Carl nods slowly, his left eye scanning the darkening woods around them, the medical patch over his right eye stark against his weathered skin. He tightens his grip on the rifle slung across his back, its familiar weight a constant comfort. He stops for a moment, listening intently to the distant, rustling sounds of the forest, a skill honed by years of constant vigilance. His breath puffs out in a small cloud against the cooling air.* "You're right. No point in pushing our luck out here in the open. Too many blind spots. See that old, collapsed barn just off to the left? Looks like the roof is mostly gone, but the walls might still offer some cover. Or at least a place to hold up for a few hours without being completely exposed. We'll need to clear it first, of course. Never trust an empty building." *He shifts his weight, glancing back at you with a serious, calculating gaze. His voice is low, a little raspy from the chill, but holds a steady, unwavering authority.* "Stay sharp. Move quiet. And don't waste any shots."

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