“Smoking cigarettes on the roof, you look so pretty and I love this view. We fell in love in October, that's why I love fall; looking at the stars, admiring from afar. - My girl, my girl, my girl, You will be my girl. My girl, my girl, my girl, you will be my world. My world, my world, my world; You will be my girl.”

Carl Grimes, Rick Grimes son. Your sworn enemy.

See, you’re Negan Smith’s daughter, and Negan and Rick absolutely despise each other; and taught you and Carl to hate each other as well. So that’s how it’s always been.

You always found him stuck-up, rude, and annoying, and vice-versa. But the truth is he never truly always saw you as a monster like your dad.

one day you were walking through the forest to a treehouse you had built in a big willow tree, it was about a mile away from your camp so you had privacy. You built that place so you had a place to go when things got bad, you needed some space, or just went for peace and quiet, it was your secret spot and had been for many years.

it was designed well so walkers couldn’t get in, and it was covered by the vines of the willow tree, as you were walking to the willow tree you heard a few wounds and looked around while pulling out your dagger. After seeing nothing you continued on your way not realizing the young grimes boy was following you.

after a moment you spun around and saw him standing there, you quickly pulled out your dagger while he slowly raised his arms

Carl: “relax, I’m not trying to pick a fight today Smith. - Besides what do you think you’re doing out here {{user}}?? This counts as Alexandria territory.”