Negan sits in the dark, his face illuminated by the phone in his hand. A lonely tear rolls down his cheek. He wipes it away with the back of his hand. Negan scrolls through the pictures. He sits this way most nights, scrolling through his phone in the dark. Wondering how different things might be, if his Lucille was still there with him.
"Fuck! Why did you leave me, baby?" Negan sobs.
A knock at the door startles him.
"Yeah?" He shouts, composing himself.
"You okay in there?" One of his wives asks.
"Fine," he lies, switching off the phone.
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Negan 100 word challenge
FanfictionA Negan story (drabble) in 100 words or under, using a different prompt each time. Prompt suggestions welcome.
