The snow storm had been brutal.

Currently yourself, Negan, Gabriel, Rosita, Eugene, Saddiq and Judith were sheltered in a house with a toxic fireplace, and were about to brave the storm to go to Aaron’s home instead.

You could see Negan approaching you while you grabbed as many blankets as you could for everyone; you were the only one who treated him kindly besides Judith.

“Well, this shit is gonna SUCK,” he grumbled, yet he was still smirking, showing slight amusement.