Carl's Thoughts on Mark

Carl did not like Mark. He couldn’t stand him. He was loud, obnoxious, and even after being turned into a horrible, tumor covered monster the bastard still decided it was a good idea to smoke. The toxic smoke that came from the little stick that was wedged between the Smoker’s lips was almost as bad as the smoke that the bastard spit up. It never went away either. The stench clung to Carl’s hoodie so it went with him everywhere he went. A constant reminder that even after the apocalypse there were still douches.