[ When his men came back, Negan really hadn't expected them to come back with someone else in tow. Hell, so long as they got shit, he didn't give one flying fuck what they did. They could always use the numbers as the Saviors grew in number and notoriety.
Not really notoriety so much. Not yet, but oh, they would. He had BIG plans. He planned on letting the guy fidget in his seat for a while before going to see what the fuss was about. Maybe they could help each other- his men had said the guy was a sheriff. Grimes was his name. Looking for his wife and kid who were probably dead or worse.
Opening the door to the bar, Negan strides in, larger than life. He takes one look at Rick, up and down, before his mouth gets the better of him. ]
Christ. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a damn biter.
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Not really notoriety so much. Not yet, but oh, they would. He had BIG plans. He planned on letting the guy fidget in his seat for a while before going to see what the fuss was about. Maybe they could help each other- his men had said the guy was a sheriff. Grimes was his name. Looking for his wife and kid who were probably dead or worse.
Opening the door to the bar, Negan strides in, larger than life. He takes one look at Rick, up and down, before his mouth gets the better of him. ]
Christ. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a damn biter.