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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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ I SAT IN THE BACK FOR WHAT SEEMED LIKE HOURS AND THE CAR FINALLY STOPPED. I got up and waited for the back to open up. The door rolled up and Negan had a grin on his face.
"Nice ride, huh?" He said.
"Yeah, first class." I said sarcastically. I got off and walked up to the house. I walked in and was greeted by Olivia.
"Oh, your back! I'm so..." She stopped mid sentence when Negan walked in.
"Carl, where's-"
"Enid's fine." He said. Oh so Olivia knew too? Great just fucking great. I ignored that detail and pretended that I was looking at something.
"Great, Great, Great!" Negan exclaimed as he walked around.
"So, where's Rick?" He asked me.
"I don't know. Maybe somewhere to get shit for you." I said. He looked towards Olivia and smirked.
"Where's Rick." He asked.
"I- uhm..I-"
"Dooooon't care.. Where's Rick?" He asked again.
"He's out, scavenging, just like Quinn said." Olivia replied.
"Told you." I said
"He went out pretty far so he may not be back today. We're running really low on everything. We're practically starving here." Olivia said. Me, having a secret stash of food ignoring that comment.
"You? Starving?" Negan said with a 'really?' look on his face. "By practically you mean not really." He continued. She began to get emotional and start to cry.
"Negan, that was very rude." I said.
"Sorry mom." He said. I rolled my eyes and went upstairs but was pulled back by Negan.
"Hey, I want you to try this on. I found it at an abandoned mall so I'd thought you'd like it." He said. It was a in a bag so I grabbed it from him.
"Weird, but thanks, Now please apologize to Olivia. We don't shame people on their weight." I said.
"Jesus you sound like Jamie if she were a good parent." He said.
"Don't mention her please." I pled of him. I went back upstairs to my room and sighed.
"Okay, what did the little shit get me." I said as I looked in the bag. The bag contained a black dress with silver stick on gems. I pulled it out and saw it fully. The dress was cut a bit around the abdomen into two sections, followed by a thin line of black fabric. The two sections had the stick one covering the outline, making it more phasque.
