Negan(TWD)

Negan slowly ran the razor blade on the skin of his neck, careful not to cut himself with a sharp piece of metal. His eye shifted to the side, staring at Alice’s pouty face, reflecting in the mirror. He let out a soft chuckle, bringing the blade down to rinse it quickly in the sink. “It grow back, you know.” He said, bringing the razor up to his face again. Alice kept on staring at him through the mirror, still standing behind him. She frowned as she crossed her arms over her chest.