Olives POV
"Carl?" I asked as I rolled over to face him. I had been staying the night with him a lot, and usually I'd seep on the floor or on a different bed, but lately things have been different. I've been crashing on the same as bed as him, which would be very friendly if we'd stop spooning, or cuddling, or giving each other kisses goodnight, or saying I love you, or hell, even random make out sessions. Yet, we still haven't talked about our relationship.
"Whats up?" He asked looking back at me with his beautiful eye staring at me.
"What are we?" I whispered. His cheeks reddened as he smiled.
"I mean, I know what I wanna be but I don't know what you want."
"Um, Carl, I really wanna get back together. But only if you want to." I said. He smiled as he leaned in to kiss me.
"I'd like that."
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Later that day
Carl's POV
I walked down the streets of Alexandria, stopping to look at the Different people that I never seemed to notice. Today would be a good day, I could see it.
"Hey, Carl, can I talk to you?" Wyatt asked.
"Yeah, whats up?"
"So I have a question, about Olive."
"What is it?"
"How do you think I could get her into bed?"
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