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Imagine Negan letting you ride with him in the front seat of his truck.
It was obvious that he was trying to impress you. He frequently gave you certain privileges (or 'treats' as he called them) over the other saviors. And you liked it a lot.
"Since you're my favorite, Imma let you sit right next to me in the front seat from now on," he smiled across to you and patted the seat.
"I'm your favorite, now am I?" You laughed.
"Of course." He replied. "This is usually Lucille's seat, but I'll make the exception this time. I don't just let anyone sit in Lucille's seat."
You smirked. "Well, it's about time Lucille learnt that there's a new girl in town."
Negan took his eyes off the gate and looked at you, chuckling as he started the engine. "Damn, you crack me up sometimes, Y/N...."
