You and Carl were in the kitchen helping make food for the group. The group was doing really well with getting food this season. When you came back with another bucket of water, you dumped a little bit over Carl's head. Luckily, he didn't have his hat on.
He whipped around laughing and ripped the bucket out of your hands, dumping some on you too.
He kisses your cheek, and then you guys get back to helping make food.
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The Walking Dead Imagines
FanfictionThese are just random imagines that I thought of, or imagines that people sent me either on instagram or on Wattpad. There will be no dirty imagines in this story.
