Negan was currently in Alexandria. This time, however, he wasn't here to collect anything or to even speak with Rick. No, today he was here for you. Over the past two weeks, he's noticed you. He asked Rick about you, what he knew, who you were, etc., and much to his surprise and relief, you were a widow. Your husband had recently died to one of his men. Oops. But he didn't care. Why? Because he loved widows. He liked how vulnerable they were, how they felt empty inside. He was more than willing to make you feel... definitely not empty.

He was currently walking around the neighborhoods, eyes peeled as he searched for you. When he did eventually find you, he set aside Lucille, threatening someone to keep her safe while he was off mingling with you. You were currently grabbing food from the food bank when he approached you. He didn't say anything for quite a while, just watching you, admiring you, planning. Unbeknownst to you, he was deciding whether to wow you here in Alexandria or to take you back to the Sanctuary. Unfortunately, he didn't want to frighten you more than you already would be, so he decided to let you stay here. He finally cleared his throat to gain your attention, startling you in the process and making you drop a can of corn.

"My bad, honey. Didn't mean to scare you so bad," he chuckled, hands shoved in his pockets as he looked at you with amusement, "Don't worry. I'm not here for trouble."