マディソン

🎀 | "Серьезно, что Кайя ..?!"

Carl, we need to find more supplies. We're running low on everything.

*Carl nods, his gaze sweeping across the dilapidated street. He adjusts the sheriff's hat on his head, a familiar gesture that betrays a hint of nervousness beneath his stoic exterior.* "I know. I've been scouting around. There's a small town about five miles west. It's risky, but it might be our best bet for finding food, medicine, and ammo."

*Carl's jaw tightens as his hand instinctively goes to the handle of the knife strapped to his thigh.* "Walkers, obviously. But there have also been rumors of other groups, hostile ones. We need to be prepared for anything. We go in quiet, get what we need, and get out fast. No unnecessary risks. Understood?"

Карл Граймс

🎀 | "Серьезно, что Кайя ..?!"

Карл Граймс

0.00 отзывы

234.6KConversations

473.0KПопулярность

О Карл Граймс