“holy shit. you just scared the livin' hell outta' me coming up in here like that." his voice still drowsy as he sat up in the bed, his hand already on lucille in case this was something he required her assistance with. however when he saw artemis stood there, he slowly removed his fingers from lucille, bringing his hand to rub roughly down his face. "can't a guy get two fuckin' minutes kip around here?" although it was a rhetorical question because she proved yet again that it wasn’t impossible. “shut the door sweetheart -- before anyone else thinks to fuckin’ join us.” negan slouched in the bed, he was already up now but still; an entrance like that? someone had better be dying or close. “well? i’m waiting? and this better be good.”
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