"Do you like crazy chicks?"
"I don't know."
"Well I'll be honored to be your first."
In which Carl meets Negan's daughter, Harley. Read to find out what happens between the two.
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Harley quickly walked to Haleigh's room. Tonight was the night of their trap. Or should I say, Negan and Harley's trap. Harley needed to get Haleigh tough before they had to leave.
Harley waltzed right in without a knock making Haleigh jump. "Hiya sis!" Harley greeted and plopped on Haleigh's bed.
"Harley! Don't you knock?" Haleigh asks as she sets down her pencil to pause on her drawing.
"No because I don't care. I need to get you ready." Harley says making Haleigh grow confused.
"What do you mean "get me ready?"" Haleigh asks confusingly.
"Well..ya know dad's gonna bring you wether ya like it or not." Harley says.
"But I told dad I'm not going." Haleigh says.
"But is that gonna stop him? Hell no." Harley says.
Haleigh sighs. "What're you gonna do?"
Harley smirks and giggles. "I'm gonna get you mean."
"But I can get mean." Haleigh defends.
"Yeah. It's good but not good enough for dad." Harley states.
"How mean can I get? I don't like to be mean." Haleigh says.
"I know ya don't. But, you're gonna have to suck it up." Harley says.
"I don't know, Harley." Haleigh sighed.
Harley fake pouts. "For me? Your kind loving big sister?"
"Okay, Okay. Fine." Haleigh gives in and Harley squeals.
"First things first, in order to be mean, you have to look mean." Harley says.
"How do I do that?" Haleigh asks.
"Give me ya best mean face." Harley says.
"I can try." Haleigh says. She gives her, her mean face. Harley had to admit. It was pretty good. She looks like me.
"Not bad. I love it. Ya look like me when you make it." Harley says and Haleigh rolls her eyes playfully.
"Second way to look mean, ya gotta dress the part." Harley says while standing up and walking to Haleigh's closet and opening it up to see her clothes.
"Why can't I dress the way I want to?" Haleigh asks.
"Because ya can't be mean in colorful or nice girl clothing. Ya gotta look like ya mean business." Harley states and picks out the perfect shirt. It was one of Harley's old shirts that she gave to her when Haleigh came to visit her.
It was a pretty long sleeved black top that had a v line. Haleigh liked it but she never wore it. "Have you worn this like at all?"
"Yeah of course I have." Haleigh lied and Harley gave her that look.
