I eased myself out of bed, and threw on my shirt. Apart from the first couple times that we shared a bed, we'd been wearing our pants. It felt odd. I took a sip from my water as i watched Carl get up and walk to the bathroom. We didnt have a working toilet, but Paul's men had set up this through sort of thing to urinate into, and it would drain out into the bottom of the back yard through a small hole in the wall. There was also a seat built into the wall for the women to use the same method of removing the urine. There were also a series of outhouses through out the town that people could use. The only warm running water was at the shower hut, so thats where Carl and I went to wash our faces. He pulled on his shoes and shirt, and walked with me towards the door.
Before i opened it, there was a knock. I opened the door and stood back a little with Carl behind me.
Benji.
"Good mornin' boys!" He said with a smile. "Breakfast will be served in the pavilion in 15 minutes, weve got beans, toast, and deer meat through the week, and then on weekends we make something special. See you soon." With that, he turned around and left, muttering something under his breath.
"C'mon babe," i said to Carl, and i walked him to the shower hut, holding onto his soft hand.
As we made our way along the street, we looked around and saw children playing, grown ups performing miscellaneous chores, like laundry in hand wash bins, fixing doors or windows, and some were even mowing their lawns with unmotorised push motors. Suddenly, Carl stopped walking, and nuzzled his face into my chest, hugging me tightly.
"I want to stay."
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Walking With The Dead
Fanfic*I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF "THE WALKING DEAD" NOR DO I OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF ANY CHARACTERS IN "THE WALKING DEAD* Note: This story contains boyxboy content.
