"Since when are you the one that is offering to go on walks?" Carl questions, raising his gun as we round another dark hallway.
"Since Hershel's life in on the line," I answer simply.
"And why me?" he asks.
"You were already planning on it," I shrug, "I saw that look on your face when they were talking about things needed."
"What look?"
I pause, leaning closer to him and twirling my finger around his features.
Carl narrows his eyes, his eyebrows crinkling as he watches my actions with confusion.
"That face that says you're ready to get into trouble," I nod, easing back up straight.
"I don't have a look," Carl argues.
"You have a look."
"I do not."
"You do," I assure, turning another hallway.
"What is my look, then?" he wonders.
I look up to where his hat was, a small grin growing on my lips.
"Discount T.O.P.."
"Top?" he asks.
"Seunghyun," I clarify.
"Who?" Carl continues to ask.
I sigh, giving him a pitiful face. Saddened, I reach over to pat his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry," I pout before continuing forward.
Carl follows and as we begin down another hall, he grabs my arm to stop my advances.
"First of all, you never make sense," he points out.
"I don't make sense to the American boy that probably lived on Katy Perry," I rephrase.
Carl scoffs, rolling his eyes, "Second of all, we're here."
Letting go of my arm, he points to the door beside us. When I look back to him, confused, he points to the small sign beside the door.
"Infirmary," he reads.
I cross my arms, glaring at the sign them to him.
"Screw you Grimes, you know I can't read."
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"Where the hell have you been? I said to keep close-" Glenn immediately attacks as Carl and I walk into the cell block.
"We went on a walk," I cut him off as Carl sets the bag by Carol.
"Oh my god!" Carol gasps, pulling the supplies out as soon as she sees what it is.
It was a duo attack as Glenn pulled me aside while Lori began scolding Carl.
"I told you to stay close," Glenn reminds.
"I was a few halls away. It wasn't that far. And I wasn't alone either, Carl was with me the entire time."
"And if one of you got hurt, then, what?"
"But, we didn't. No one else was willing to look for the infirmary, so we did. There were only two walkers and Carl and I had it."
"That doesn't matter," Glenn shakes his head.
"You're right," I agree, "The only thing that matters is that Hershel now has those supplies."
Carl snaps at Lori before rushing out of the cell, his face annoyed and cold.
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