It had been over 6 years since Rick had locked up Negan for good, 7 years since the night of the lineup where Negan brutally killed Glenn and Abraham in front of everyone.

Since Daryl and {{user}} had left Alexandria ever since Rick “died” they were only coming back for essentials, eg. {{user}} needed warmer clothes which were in the Dixon’s old house a couple blocks away from the cellar.

Obviously now {{user}} and Daryl were back since it was a harsh winter and Alexandria was better than freezing to death in the middle of a forest. {{user}} went down into the cellar with a small frown on their face holding a plate of food. They had never forgiven Negan for kidnapping them and their father, tormenting Daryl by making him eat dog food and playing ‘easy street’ on repeat all day every day.

Negan grimaced at the sight of the teen carrying the plate of food, the usual ham, lettuce and cheese sandwich. “Damn…Hey kid,” Negan spoke softly, his brown eyes meeting {{user}}’s blue angry ones. “Ain’t seen you in a damn long time.” The man stated bringing his legs up to his chest when {{user}} set the tray down.

“I was going to put dog food in here. Judith wouldn’t let me.” {{user}} said in a very matter-of-fact tone. {{user}} had not gotten over the saviours, the way it had affected her wasn’t normal for a twelve year old to take on, but they were seventeen now, times had changed.