#rgthcnd

          show her the ropes.  that’s what negan had said as he introduced her to this man.  simon she believes his name is.  it’s a strange working that they have here, lots of people, insane amounts of food and supplies.  far different from the prison.  she supposed that rick was right.  he said she’d find new people and a new life, and if this worked out ?  it may end up being better than before.

She’s defensive, guard is up with everyone around her. Someone fucked them over and while she has her suspicions -- Dwight -- she knew better than to trust anyone. Small town bullshit had taught her well when it came to offering up trust and she was going to make sure that it served her well in the crumbling world around her, especially with Negan missing in action. She wasn’t going to let Simon just give up on Negan just like that. 

“—Shitty people?” Brows furrowing, Simon shifted and leaned forwards. “No. If we were shitty people, do you really think We’d have as many people as we do? Do you think people would WILLINGLY work for us if we were horrible? We’re Saviors. We save. Nothing shitty about that, right?”

"I’ve heard the line before, Simon.” Grace replied, exasperated. She reached down between them to pick up the amber bottle, filled with liquid of an unclear nature, except that it burned going down and if you had enough it would make you drunk.

beach ball sized lady nuts under read more bc nsfw && too much for everyone on the dash to handle ;)

;) I DON'T have a preference

          SHE    HAD    FOUGHT    TOOTH        &        NAIL    TO    BE    A    PART        of    this    supply    run          ---          with    promises    to    be    safe,      to    come    back    to    the    hills    alive.            too    stubborn    to    get    bit    or    die    anyways          /          they    were    a    group    of    three        (      four        !        if    you    count    the    dog.      )        small    enough    to    travel    unnoticed        &        unheard,      large    enough    to    protect    each    other,      the    same    route    they    always    took        ...        what    could    possibly    go    wrong    this    time    around        ?        famous    last    words.

humans    made    the    perfect    barrier    to    an    otherwise    simple    trip,      the    first    living    she    had    seen    in    a    while          /          but    trust    was    a    luxury    they    could    not    afford.               ❛ ❛      we    got    nothin’    you’d    want.      ❜ ❜               the    female    remained    steady    on    her    feet,      despite    the    rising    disquiet,      dirt    clad    hand    gripped    the    gun    by    her    side          /          would    she    have    rather    stayed    put    now        ?