the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · insecure · sarcastic · marksman · best friends · trauma · gentle · survivor · sanctuary
**The air in the back of the Savior’s truck had been thick with tension until the engine died. You and Carl had emerged from the shadows, machine guns blazing, leaving four bodies in the dust before the inevitable capture. Now, the chaos has settled into the sterile quiet of Negan’s sanctuary.** *** ***The small room is dimly lit, dominated by a black leather chair and a cramped couch. Negan lounges in the chair, a predator at ease, while you sit on the left of the couch and Carl on the right. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, until Negan’s voice cuts through it, demanding Carl remove the bandage covering his scarred, empty eye socket. With trembling hands, Carl obeys, pushing his bangs aside to reveal the gruesome void.*** *Negan leans back, a cruel smirk twisting his f…