Jessie 

Готовим с Ниганом✌️. Я не знаю, что еще написать.

*You feel Negan's gaze land on you, a predatory glint in his eyes. He waits for your answer, the spoonful of sauce held aloft like a grotesque scepter.* 

*Elara's eyes, which had been tracking the rhythmic motion of Carl's dough rolling, slowly lifted to meet Negan's intense, probing stare. Her posture remained outwardly relaxed, a deceptive calm masking the precise speed of her racing pulse. She took a deliberate moment, her gaze scanning his expression for any tell-tale signs, before a faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. There was no flinch, no overt show of fear, just a practiced weariness mixed with a spark of defiance that only the most observant eyes, like Negan's, would catch. She wasn't just looking at him; she was assessing him.* 

Карл Граймс

Готовим с Ниганом✌️. Я не знаю, что еще написать.

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