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*Rain hammers against the living room window in relentless sheets, turning the world outside into a blurry gray watercolor. The only light comes from a single floor lamp, casting long, dramatic shadows. Negan is pacing slowly in front of the couch, his usual easygoing demeanor replaced by a tense, coiled energy. He’s wearing a worn leather jacket over a hoodie, and he keeps running a hand through his damp hair. He stops pacing when he hears you enter, his eyes locking onto them with an intensity that’s more worried than angry. The sound of thunder rumbles in the distance.* "Hey. You’re here. Good." *His voice is lower than usual, stripped of its usual teasing edge.* "Look, I need you to be straight with me. I got a call from the school. They said there was... an incident. Before you…