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[itstheirworld]

[Enid was one of the few remaining behind when Negan decided to pay Alexandria another visit. There weren't actually many of them since their supply closets were starting dwindle each collection time to nothing but the dust and ashes left behind. Everyone else but the children and elderly at this point had to go out to find offerings that kept the saviors satisfied and ultimately themselves alive with their empty near bullies. It was up to them to take care of the place when their strongest were gone.

She didn't like that she didn't go out with them. In some ways, she couldn't and in others, wasn't allowed to even. But she accepted her role each time more and more easily.

At least until Negan showed up and there was no one else willing to step up. Let him in. Her entire core shoke but she did it.

He wanted lemonade and fancy throne lawn chair to sit in, and she brought him to one. The lemonade she would serve to him quietly with a short stare that spoke volumes enough to how much she didn't like him or what he was doing. He seemed amused but she didn't say anything yet. In her mind though she was mentally picturing herself being braver and shooting him a dirty glance for much longer. She was wondering if it would have been possible to have taken one of the knives from the kitchen before and stabbed him dead then and there if she hadn't been so afraid deep down.

To survive this she guessed her best bet was only to do what he asked for now. Answer him when he asked something. But do nothing more, besides wait for the real people she considered anything like saviors to come back. She wasn't in any mood to make him feel more welcome.]

There you go. [She eventually said following a lengthy hesitance after she set down the glass on the table next to him and created some distance between them again by backing up. She made no eye contact.]

That all you need?

[Because what she really wanted was to excuse herself and let him wait on his own. He helped himself to anything he wanted anyway, right? There was nothing she could really worry about other than herself.]

[upstandingguy]

[ Waiting for Rick to come back with his shit seemed like part of the routine, now. Give a guy a time limit and he pushes it to the absolute red zone. He'd have to do something about that eventually. And his kid wasn't even here to keep him entertained? Tragic, really. It was so easy to bust his balls.

Like father, like son.

He'd enjoyed making Olivia nervous as all get out before Arat put a bullet in her eye, but it is what it is. This little girl, though. Almost as entertaining. She's trying so hard to show just what she thinks of him, but still a little too scared. Time to see if he can push her buttons.

As she sets down the glass, he picks it up and takes a drink with a satisfied sigh. Alexandria always has the good shit. ]

As a matter of fact, little lady, it's not.

[ Leaning back in his lawn chair, he looks at her, brows raised. ]

This place have any board games or shit?

[itstheirworld]

[There were getting more and more desperate to fill Negan's order each time that was for sure. The sad reflection of their dwindling population was evident in how many were still around. The old and the weak didn't make it, and only handful of them who were not old enough or able were left here while the strong were out there.

Olivia was another matter. She didn't ever feel close to Olivia, but she was another matter that put Enid off Negan. Far as she could tell, he never gave any of them a second thought. It was just fun and games for him until it wasn't, then it was on to the next person. The next victim.

She frowned at the way he seemed satisfied with his cold drink, almost wishing the powder would turn to poison in his system somehow and he'd drop dead. He doesn't need to push her buttons to push them, but what he adds certainly pushes them more.]

What else could you need?

[Board games? Really? Last thing she wants to do is end up stuck playing one with him.]

No. [Well, actually yes. She isn't going to tell him about the few games the elementary kids had like Life, Candy Land or Monopoly. Or the deck of cards Ron left behind.] Just the pool table.

[He can call her lie though. His men have more than once tossed the games around.]