She can’t. Negan will know. x.com/burnthopes/sta…

With that being said, she throws her arms up, looping them around Dwight’s neck. x.com/burnthopes/sta…

Waits for 𝓓. in his room.

|| This might be the worse sleep of my life

|| CrIEs on x.com/burnthopes/sta…

Casually lays on top of @OfFistBumps . Don’t question it.

May or may not be Negan’s favorite. Is definitely Dwight’s favorite.

He’s a condescending asshole who is trying to get inside his head. That’s the truth. x.com/burnthopes/sta…

|| Dwight and Sherry need to just kiss and make up.

D just disappeared.

Exhaustedly lies down on her bed underneath several blankets.

Crawls into 𝓓. bed without a word.

Snuggles up to her and falls asleep. x.com/offistbumps/st…

|| O.M.G. IM CRYINGGGG ❤️😭 x.com/burnthopes/sta…

Waits for 𝓓. .

It had been ransacked. Surely in the early days when the breakout occurred but she had fixed it up to remind her of the good days. She lies in the bed she once shared with Dwight, glancing occasionally at the door as if she expected him to walk in and greet her with a smile.

|| Just happy my babies are going to find each other.

❝Make it right. Find her.❞

Misses 𝓓. .

Doe optics peer out the window in order to catch the swaying of the trees and the blacken sky. A storm was coming. Heavy eyelids flutter closed, takes in a deep breath and a hint of a simpler forms when she feels the specter embrace of Dwight. Oh how she longed for him.