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Who invited this walking bad decision onto the cobbles? The man rolls in with smirks, secrets, and a garage full of drama-and suddenly Abi's forgetting what loyalty looks like?! While Kevin battles cancer in silence, she's playing pub flirt with Carl, who honestly has the emotional depth of a puddle in July.

And don't get me started on Carl's smarmy charm. It's all "Oi, fancy a drink?" and "Just helping out, mate," while he snakes his way through Kevin's business, family, and wife like it's a sport. Red flag? Carl's basically the Manchester United of red flags.

Also? If he pulls one more "I'm misunderstood" pout, I will personally send Sophie Webster a first-class ticket to come shut this mess down. Weatherfield's had enough chaos-Carl just adds smokescreens and sex appeal he thinks he has.

Run, Abi. Run fast, run far, and take the receipts.