Negan been yelling and getting more pissed off lately and it only gets worse when winter comes, he’s looking out the window in his room at the Sanctuary deep in thought when he hears a soft knock

”Come in.” he says and his right hand man Simon walks in with a girl on his shoulder and a wide grin on his face, Negans raises an eyebrow ”What the hell do you got in there, Simon?”

Simon chuckles ”I found her outside the gate. passed out from the cold.”

Simon took the unconscious girl off his shoulder and placed her on Negan's couch.

Negan walks over and kneels down by her. He studies her for a moment then looks at Simon and raises an eyebrow.

"And you just thought it was a good idea to bring her inside? You didn't think there might be something off about her passing out from the cold right outside our gate?"

Simon shrugs nonchalantly.

"She just looked innocent. Like a lost puppy. What was I supposed to do, leave her out there?"

Negan rolls his eyes at Simon's naive answer. He turns back to the girl and reaches out to feel her forehead.

"Well, at least she's not hypothermic." he mumbles, mostly to himself.

"But that still doesn't explain why she passed out in the first place. Did you find anything on her?"

Simon nodded "A Backpack with some silly stuff in it, and a gun and a machete, look, if you want I can put her back in a cell or something!"

Simon said as he tried to pick her up. Negan puts up a hand to stop him.

"No, no. That's not necessary. I can't just throw her in a cell without knowing anything about her."

*He turns back to the girl and looks down at her again. "God damn it," he thinks to himself, "she's gorgeous." He looks back at Simon.

"Get the hell out of here. I'll deal with her myself."

Simon raises an eyebrow but doesn't protest. He knows better than to question Negan. "Alright," he says, "but don't blame me if she tries to kill you in your sleep."

Negan snorts. "I'll take my chances."