[Rarl]
Ron and Carl turned the corner to see and epidemic of walkers. They turned around and veered back down the road trying to find a house. They turned a few corners and went into an old house and went to the basement and locked it. Luckily for them there were no walkers and lots of food. Ron slid down the wall breathing heavy.
"Nice one slick" Ron commented
Carl looked at him.
"Shut up." Carl snapped
"Make me." Ron demanded
"If I could find a way for just to me get out I'd open that damn door and let you get eaten." Carl spoke
"Wow, don't need to be a dick." Ron said
"Oh. We wanna talk about me being a dick when you tried to kill me? To be honest with ya. I'd rather have you fuck me with your dick than fuck me over with your gun" Carl admitted
"W-what!?" Ron squeaked
"You heard me" Carl replied
Some bangs came at the door and the door started to sound like it was cracking.
"But what I said doesn't matter right now. We need to find out how to get out of here without one of us being eaten alive." Carl spoke
The brunette looked around, he noticed a window. He looked back at the dirty blonde and examined his height.
"How strong are you?" He questioned
"Huh?" Ron replied confused
"How strong are you?" Carl repeated
"What!? Why?" Ron asked
"You really think I have time to answer your questions. And with the time you've wasted now you don't have time to answer mine. Just get over here." Carl demanded pulling Ron to the window. Carl grabbed a crowbar and went to get on Ron's shoulders.
"What're you doing!?" Ron asked snapping around
"I'm gonna get on your shoulders, and go through the window then pull you up." Carl explained
"No your-"
"You wanna argue with me and get eaten alive or keep your mouth shut and live. Its up to you." Carl spoke
Ron sighed and faced the wall. Carl got up and busted open the window. He crawled through turned around and went to grab Ron.
"Carl! Walker!" Ron alarmed
Carl turned around and grabbed the crowbar and stuck it into the walker's head. He turned back and stuck out his hand. The door started to crack more and more. Carl grabbed Ron's hand and tried to pull him up. The cracking grew louder and louder.
"Carl.... Help!" Ron pleaded
"Try to climb the wall" Carl suggested
Ron started to climb up the wall as Carl pulled him up. The door then busted and walkers charged towards Ron and Carl. At that moment Carl pulled up Ron. A walker had gotten ahold of Ron's shoe.
"CARL HELP ME!" Ron called out
"I'm trying!" Carl replied pulling him up even more.
Finally he managed to pull Ron up. Ron plopped on ground breathing heavy.
"Damn fucker got my shoe." He spoke
"That makes two of us." Carl commented
"Huh?" Ron questioned
