Valentine Burrows.

But I will fight until the day the world stops turning and they will fall to ashes. I will just keep burning. [ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ|ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ •#Mixtape•]

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

Yσυ cαи’т ѕcαяε мε..

•Tнε Wαlкιиg Ðεαd
•Nεgαи’ѕ Wιƒε
•Lιт./Sεмι-Ðεѕcяιρ.
•Sнιρѕ ω/Cнεм.
•Hεαят Oƒ Mιχтαρε!
•ЯT/Sнσυтσυтѕ Aρρяεcιαтεd!
Tнαик ч’αll!

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < again she could have room on the fence if she was dead.

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

ɢɪғ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @SvckMyBat.

Today was just another day so far, the wives all complaining about something stupid. Mostly the men other than Negan, a few comments on Negan, the same ol’. It was something she never interfered in, but more or less told them >

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < once she’d actually be happy. Standing from her seated position, she now began to clean the room, and pack her things so he could put her wherever. If she came back with the others, would she have a room with the warriors or would she be given a room as a wife again? Then >

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < before going over and getting the nightstand situated again. Kicking off her shoes, she just went to the recliner where she sat down, pulling the blanket up over her figure and sat there in silence.

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < to be reckoned with. Always giving an attitude and saying how it is. It’s how she showed she could handle herself.

Valentine was no where against Negan, but didn’t understand the man sometimes. All she did was start cleaning up the glass before tossing it in the trash >

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat “That is /exactly/ what I’m fucking tell you, dear fucking leader.” He growled quietly, looking at the male with hard eyes as she sat her glass down a bit roughly without a care. “Doesn’t mean I cant be a wife at the same fucking time. /You/ don’t know what I’m capable of.” >

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < her demeanor also seemed calm. “Why don’t you think about it Negan instead of just saying I’m too weak to be out there. To be one of the men.” Val gave a shrug.

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < out there more than being stuck in this god forsaken room, waiting for you to pick me to fuck or one of your men.” Shrugging his arm off in annoyance, she slowly stood and headed over to the bar again, pouring herself some more whiskey. It was evident she was annoyed, but >

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < something about it myself.” Her voice showing how truthful she was to her word, the annoyance in her tone prominent over everything.

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < than what you deal with out there. I rather be doing what you do then fucking listening to people complain. They have food in their stomachs, a roof over their head, and a fucking warm bed. I’m tired of listening to it, Negan. If something doesn’t get done about it, I’ll do >

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < aside the glass bottle again, closing the cap on it. Lifting both glasses, she strolled back over to Negan, holding one out to him. A well mannered wife, but somehow talked back and had attitude even if Negan liked it or not.

[Valentine Burrows. @WiltedSonas]

@SvckMyBat < her brims, standing up from her seated position on the edge of the couch. Fixing her dress, the female walked over to the bar in the room where she grabbed two glasses and a bottle of whiskey. Twisting off the cap, she poured the amber liquid into the glasses before setting >