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"He's just a guy.. Who's rather attractive. And yeah.. " She muttered softly before laying down with a huff on her bed. Draping her arm over her eyes as she tried to forget the way Negan made her flush with his words. Shaking her head she reached over and grabbed the pictures off the nightstand. Smiling faintly at the old family pictures, her mother and father smiling back from their last vacation. And her sisters postcard from South America. The emotions welling up instantly knowing they were probably dead. There would never be closure. Never be a funeral or proper goodbyes. All she had were these pictures. And the memories, pressing a kiss to the pictures she laid them back down before rolling onto her side to try and get to sleep. Knowing she needed rest and hopefully would wake up in time.

Knock. Knock. Knock.
The sudden sound of someone knocking on her door woke her up. Grumbling as she sat up and noticed the lamp was still on. She must have fallen asleep quicker than she thought. Rubbing at her tired eyes as she stood up from bed and walked to the door. Unbeknownst of what time it was. Opening the door as a yawn escaped her lips her heart sinking to her stomach as Negan stood there with a smirk on his face.

"Tsk. Tsk. Late on her first fucking day. That won't fucking win you alot of points sweetheart. You better make it up at dinner time. Wouldn't want you to be punished now. " He winked at her before he turned and left just like that. In a matter of seconds he'd manage to get her fully awake and aware. Looking out into the hallway at the clock she groaned in annoyance. It was half past ten a.m. She had majorly overslept, ducking back into her room she pulled on some jeans without holes. And replaced her tank top with a simple red tee-shirt. Sliding her boots on and pulling her hair up before rushing from her room, sprinting down the hallways to the cafeteria. Coming to a stop once she entered seeing the kitchen crew cleaning up from breakfast still. All eyes turning to her as if she'd just grown two heads.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I overslept. Shit.. " She sighed heavily seeing Samantha in the corner peeling potatoes now, thankful for a familiar face. Figuring it would be best to just dive in. Grabbing a knife she sat down opposite the blonde and began peeling. Soon everyone else went back to work as Samantha laughed softly.

"Well good morning sleepy head. Who had to wake you up?" Samantha questioned with a small smirk. Finding it funny for the moment that she had overslept. Most people did until they became adjusted to the schedule. She involuntarily groaned and rolled her eyes as she was questioned.

"Negan was practically beating down my door. Said I needed to try harder or something.. " She muttered ignoring the fact that Negan had seen her in short shorts and a low cut shirt she slept in. Samantha stopped her movements and her mouth dropped open.

"Negan really? Oh my God that's not good. Well it could be good. Or bad. I don't know. He normally doesn't bother with us down here. Except when he comes to get food sometimes. Sometimes his wives take it too him or he asks for someone to bring it up.. Anyways, that's weird.." Samantha seemed to continue rattling on about Negan which made her raise an eyebrow curiously.

"Sam.. What's wrong? Does Negan make you nervous? " It was her turn to ask the questions. Instantly seeing the redness rush to Samanthas cheeks.

"Oh it's nothing. I just...well..he never asked me to be a wife and for awhile I wanted him to. So it's whatever. " Samantha shrugged and forced a small laugh as she dropped the peeled potatoes into a bowl.

"Oh oh.. " She muttered glancing down and focusing on the task at hand instead of the fleeting ideas of Negan pushing her against the wall and pleasing her like a man should. Clearing her throat she shook the thought from her head as she grabbed more potatoes.

"I don't care for him. He's an arrogant asshome from the times I've talked to him. And his ego, I'm surprised his head hasn't exploded yet. " She smirked then laughed when Samantha did too.

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