Carl Grimes imagine
A/N: this takes place before the apocalypse
Carl Grimes. The name I now associate as my best friend. We were currently playing Call of Duty. He was winning.
"What the hell, how are you beating me, I always win" I say looking at him annoyed. He just smirked at me evilly, "not to day sweetheart. Not today" he says. "Asshole" I say rolling my eyes. "Hey language" he says smirking at me. "Oh shut up" I say. I was about to shoot a guy in the game when all of a sudden I was tackled to the ground.
"Carl get off of me, what the hell" I say in between laughter. "Never!" He shouts. "Stop. Please." I say in-between laughter. "Fine. Only because you said please" he says getting off of me. "Thank you" I say standing up.
"What's going on down here?" Rick, Carl's dad asks in the door way of the living room. "Nothing" Carl says trying to sound unsuspicious. "Ok" Rick says walking out of the room. Once we heard him walking up the stairs Carl and I broke out in a fit of laughter.
"Holy. Crap. That. Was. Hilarious." I say in-between laughter. Carl was going to respond but he just broke out in laughter again.
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