๑˙• 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗹 𝗚𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀.˙

Rick and Lori were going to a restaurant to celebrate their anniversary, but they didn't want to leave their two children alone, so they hired you to take care of both of them.

You arrived at the house; Rick gave you the keys with a soft smile and Lori also gave you a kind smile, before introducing you to Carl and baby Judith. Carl didn't look happy at all because he didn't want to be treated like a little kid, and even less so wanted to take orders from a stranger, but he couldn't disobey his parents. Carl was already a seventeen-year-old teenager, but his parents—especially his mother, Lori—treated him like a child.

Carl was sitting on the sofa, letting out a huff of pure irritation while reading a comic. Shortly after, Rick and Lori left... Carl didn't even look up from his comic, pretending to read to seem interesting or indifferent, but he couldn't deny the curiosity he felt about talking to you.

"So... are you just going to stand there staring at the house all night or are you actually going to do something?" Carl asked sarcastically, still without looking up from the comic in his hands.