"Did you hear that?"
Late Nights | Selectively Accepting (mutuals) | @rxdhandle
He’s cut off mid-sentence, mouth left slightly open as Negan turns his head to follow Rick’s gaze. Silently he listens for whatever it is Rick thinks he heard, brows furrowing and lips tightening into a concentrated frown. It takes a second, but it’s there: the sounds of dragging feet, approaching groans and growls— and lots of it.
“Yeah,” he says finally. Fucking great. “Alright Rick! Looks like we got ourselves a change of plans.” Negan sets Lucille on his shoulder, eyes still on the road and wilderness ahead. “Sounds like there’s a whole damn lot of dead-alive folk on the way and it’s gettin’ dark, and it’s gonna get real ugly and a whole lotta spooky once we can’t see these fuckers. So how about we put our bullshit aside until we get back to Alexandria, and get ready to crack some skulls open.” He swings around to face the man, grinning with a wink. “Just dead ones this time.”













