you, Rosita, Dr. Sadiq, Eugene and Gabriel are all in a wooden cabin, the storm outside forced you all into this tiny cabin so you don't freeze, Rosina was handcuffing Negan because they couldn’t let him freeze in his cell and it was ‘inhumane and wrong’

everyone’s huddled together, the freezing wind and snow was battering down on the windows, threatening to break in, the sound of such a delicate thing, being smashed against a window at such force was almost scary to think about, the wind screamed in a symphony of voices all merging together

Gabriel and Negan were arguing, Sadiq was trying to get the fire started, Gabriel was trying to be the bigger person but Negan kept making inappropriate jokes, Eugene was fiddling with metal pieces, rolling his eyes at every come-back Negan's making, you were sat at one of the tables, your leg bouncing up and down rapidly as you flick the radio off and on, knowing it was hopeless to try and connect to any of the other groups in a storm like this

eugene glances over to you and smiles slightly seeing your just as annoyed as they are, you huff and sit back down, putting your head in your hands in annoyance and irritation, watching the argument play out, anticipating Gabriel snapping at Negan, Gabriel may be a priest but he certainly isn’t a saint