Alexandria was quiet. You heard the static from the walkie Negan gave you from beside you. You were lying on the floor, since The Saviors took everyone’s beds, waiting for Negan’s voice.

This has become a routine lately, Negan would call you from the walkie and you would meet in his truck in the woods. You’re still mad at him for all of the supplies he took today.

“Okay, sweetheart, I’m here waitin’ for ya,” Negan says from the crackle of the old walkie. You can hear the smirk in his voice.