Walking With The Dead

Difference.

I closed the door slowly so i wouldnt wake Carl up. He looked adorable when he was sleeping. He looked even better without a shirt. I wont lie and say it didnt excite me a little bit.

I walked into the next room and checked for anything we could use. I found some blankets, pillows, things we could use to barricade the door and windows, block off the walkway up to the second floor. I figured, we could maybe build this motel up, and make it really safe. I took my findings back into our room, and continued to the next room. Although we cleared them when we got here, we didnt scavenge for anything. We were much too tired. This room, along with next four were the same deal, blankets, pillows, barricade materials. It wasnt until i got to the sixth room that i fou d something really of good use. There was a dead body in here, and left behind was a small backpack and a rifle. He must of gotten bit and then shot himself. I checked the clip in the gun, almost full. I looked through the back pack. A flashlight, a rope about 7 feet long, an extra magazine for the rifle, a small knife, a couple cans of food, and a small pistol. It wasnt a lot, but it was better than nothing. I threw the pack and rifle over my shoulder and left the room. Ill deal with the deado later. It was getting light out, i would see thed sun rising in the distance. As i made my along the walkway towards our room when i saw Carl walk out of the door, still shirtless, pants undone, and his boots just thrown on. God, he was an angel sent to me, i thank you.

"What have you been doing?" He asked me as i walked up to him. He wasnt very muscular, but he was fairly toned. You could just see his abs. He was perfect.

"Hey! Didnt you hear me?" I snapped out of my daze.

"Oh, sorry, i was just looking through the rooms up here, see if i could find anything we could use. I found a lot of blankets and pillows, and a lot of broken tables ans chairs. We couls use the wood to barricade ourself in here, i figured we could make this place really safe."

Carl just looked at me, as he did up his pants. Damn it.

"Whats in the pack? He asked after a moment.

"Not much, a bit of ammunition, some food, nothing much else of good use. I found this rifle too. Its fully loaded, too."

He said nothing more, just walked back into the room. I followed him in, and slammed the door.

"Do you have a problem with me Carl?" I asked furiously.

"Adrian, i just lost my father and best friend. Give me a bit of time to accept it, would you? If i had a problem with you, i wouldnt of gotten into that car with you. I wouldn't of cried on your chest. i wouldn't of slept in the same bed with you. Think about it Adrian."

I dropped the bag and rifle, and moved quickly towards Carl, as i made my way closer, I leaned in, and pushed my lips into his.

Wow.