𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞
𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧
𝐍𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬
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Quinn Laurence is a troubled kid who had a terrible childhood. Once the apocalypse starts, she can res...
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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "PUT SOME BACK, OR THE NEXT ONE GOES IN YOU." Carl said as he aimed his gun at the two men taking their medicine. The man chuckled and sighed.
"Kid...what do you think happens next?" He asked sinister-like. I walked in and saw it all almost unfold.
"You die." He replied. Felt fear rush over me, hoping he would stand down and let them take what they needed.
"Carl, put it down." I said to him.
"No, he's taking all our medicine. They said only half our stuff."
"Of course." Negan chuckled. "Really kid?" I looked at Negan and shook my head.
"Negan, just drop it." I said. He shook his head.
"And you should go." He said to Negan. "Before you find out how dangerous we all are." Carl threatened.
"Well pardon me, young man. Excuse the shit out of my goddamn French, but... did you just threaten me? Look I get threatening Davey here, but I can't have it. Not him, not me."
"Carl just put it down." I pleaded him.
"Don't be rude, Quinn. We are having a conversation here." He said to me.
"Yeah, a conversation I'm apart of shitface." I said. I stood next to him as he both looked at us and smiled.
"Now, boy, where were we? Oh, yeah. Your giant, man-sized balls. Not threatening us." I cringed when he said that as the thought of... never mind. Even saying it is gross.
"Listen, I like you. I like both of you guys. Even your little fling you have goin on here." He said.
"We're not a thing." I stated.
"Well, not yet at least." Negan replied. I glared at him as he smiled.
"Where was I? Oh yeah, I don't want to go hard proving a point here. You both don't want that. I said half your shit, and half is what i say it is. I'm serious. Do you want me to prove how serious? Again?" He said. I swallows as I remembered how he drew the line on his arm. Carl sighed and handed his gun to Rick.
"Why did you have to threaten them?" I asked.
"They were taking all of our medicine." He stated again.
"You could've just let it slide, we can't risk losing people again." I said.
"Oh again? Why don't we talk about how you killed two of our people?" He asked.
"I didn't kill them. He forced me to. He hand his hands wrapped around mine when the event unfolded.
"Yeah, but you didn't even try to stop him." He replied.
