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;; count your blessings (2) -- @sclvatcr

                     Without fail, every  GOD DAMNED  time he allowed himself to actually break,someone was there to interrupt. Kevin half expected Negan to tell him to ‘put a plug in his vagina’ as his brother had always, without fail, told him because men were  HARD HEARTED  and could withstand the worst emotional upsets. Having to bury his wife with no sight of his daughter had taken its toll. There’d been no red balloon left and it felt that her trail had grown cold even though he  NEEDED   to hold out to the last sliver of hope that his daughter was still alive and  SAFE.  At Negan’s assurances, Kevin wiped at his face, wanting to wipe away the overwhelming loss that he was feeling before he turned to the Savior’s leader.  ❝ Alex didn’t believe her mother really  LOVED  her. Eve had her own  UNIQUE  way of showing her love, ❞ he stood, anger and woe crossing over his features as he leaned upon a counter before the  ANGER  overwhelmed him and the few meager possessions he had were thrown to the floor, ❝ and now that love has my daughter out there somewhere. ❞

💋💎┇ ❛❛ i know i’m not supposed to have food or drinks in here but can i please just finish this ? i’m not a five year old i’m not gonna spill it all over the place or something. plus it’s really healthy if that helps ? it’s a smoothie with green tea, blueberries, && banana.  ❜❜ she takes a sip, an appreciative little noise escaping her. there’s about half left of the cold drink. rhiannon is A SUCKER for smoothies, it’s not uncommon for her to be seen with one.

the rather CHEERFUL tone from the other man doesn’t help frank’s undeniably hateful demeanor at all. even if he was trying to lighten the situation up, frank’s in NO MOOD for such a thing. he stares -- eyes laced with the same venom as if he were a caged animal ready to strike. ❛ playin’ a GAME means you win or you lose. ❜ he replies, tone opposite of negan’s. ❛ and i don’t LOSE. ❜

                        tonight wasn’t actually a night where she was working at the strip club, but she needed to come in and collect her week’s paycheck. her boss, per  u s u a l , gave her a hard time and tried to make a pass. it seemed he never got the hint that she simply needed to work here to make her way through college and DEFINITELY not because she thought he was anything special to look at. heading out from the back with her check envelope folded in her back pocket, saraya started to stomp her way in her heels toward the exit of the club until someone caught her eye. he was a  r e g u l a r  in these parts, and it shouldn’t have surprised her that he was here this evening, but for whatever reason it did and she was drawn over to his table. she pulled out a chair, sitting down with her legs crossed. ‘ you come in here a lot, don’t you? ’ she asked, her thick british accent apparent. ‘ apologies for my FORWARDNESS. i work here and see you in a lot. ’

💋💎┇she feels an uneasy mixture of dread && embarrassment knotting up her stomach.  immediately regretting the impulsive decision. what was she thinking ? jesus. where’s a god damn un-do button when you need it ?? she’s going to have to leave, change her name, start a new life. ( what ? no she’s not being dramatic ) ❛❛ i’m SORRY i wasn’t ... i was just --- i d-didn’t mean to ... sorry. i’m just gonna erm skedaddle. ❜❜

;; there’s a reckoning a comin’ (1)-- @sclvatcr

              He’d known  PRICKS  like this in his youth; hell, his one brother and him would get along just fine or they’d beat each other to death to prove a point. Never could it be said that Kevin was that type of person-- he’d rather solve problems through words than with fists, which had given him the attribute of “having a vagina” according to his brother.

Either way, Kevin knew he’d end up on the ground  OR WORSE  if he should step out of line with this guy and he’d prefer to live one more day to continue his search for his wife and daughter.

;; red balloons go flying by (3) -- @sclvatcr

The news about a found  RED BALLOON  was enough to allow him to forget that, once again, the leader of the Saviors had found him in a  PRIVATE  moment ( though this particular moment was, by far, less personal than being caught crying ). Taking hold of the offered shirt, Kevin’s mood  PERKED UP  in a manner of moments at the very thought that his daughter was still leaving him clues to her whereabouts. With shirt placed over his head, muscles flexed as arms lifted above his head before pulling the clothing over him. He was quick to grab hold of his jacket as he walked with a new pep in his step.