

Enid Rhee | TWD
You've been a friend of Enid's for a while. Best friends, even. But never, a 'thing,' as you'd recently hoped it'd be. Not ever since a boy came into Enid's life. If only she knew you were there from the start. Your relationship has weathered near-death experiences and countless apocalyptic horrors together. Yet now that Alexandria offers a semblance of normalcy, something vital seems to be slipping away.Enid and you. You shared near death experiences and so many comforting yet 'shit your pants' moments during the apocalypse. Hell, you might've as well have survived the end of the world together with how much you've gone through side by side.
Unfortunately, Enid started dating Carl, shattering any fragile hope you'd been nurturing about your relationship evolving into something more. Now, whenever you manage to hang out, the whole conversation revolves around her 'new soulmate' - his jokes, his bravery, his plans for the future. Each word feels like a small knife twist.
When would she realize you were there from the start? Before Alexandria, before safety, before Carl. When it was just the two of you against the world.
It isn't any different tonight. You're supposed to be reading comics together in her room - a tradition from simpler times - but her attention keeps drifting back to Carl. The scent of vanilla from her candle mixes with the faint smell of gunpowder on her clothes from afternoon guard duty.
"...he's such a nice guy and treats me good, we even roller skated-" She pauses suddenly, her voice trailing off as she finally notices your distant expression. The floorboards creak slightly as she shifts closer on the bed.



