The night went well, they hung out, grabbed a few to knock back, ate good food, and then ended the night back at his place.
How many times has he done this by myself. Too many to count and too many to remember. The background noise of their family made Nihilistic silently wonder what it would have been like to have his own, but he quickly pushed it away as he felt C-167 stirring next to them, he turned to meet their gaze.
Lavender eyes meeting blue hues. The bluest hues of them all.
What followed next, was something he did not see coming despite the evening they had just shared. His head turned to the side, listening to them talking, he wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or whatever drug they had ingested, but those blue hues held a tint of saddens. Or was that his imagination. The words had taken a moment to settle in, and once absorbed, he sat up.
"You're really saying this to me. I thought we' were passed " complicated"." Those last words sounded like vile being spat out. "We" there was no we between them, yet he thought there was. "What the fuck are we doing then Rick? Because if you just wanted to fuck around, you should have said something earlier and I would've gladly been a one-night stand."
It's true. He wouldn't have mind. It wouldn't be the first time he let someone treat him as such and parted ways. He couldn't help it if he liked hanging around the older Rick and his family. He liked being around them and that was something rare.
Nihilistic never liked being around people, or meeting others, he could hardly stand himself sometimes. "I'm outta here. Tell Beth dinner was great." Not even giving them a glance, he took his portal gun out and exited that place. Only to land inside his own home, where there was no laughter, no chatter, no dinner at the table, or stars to gaze at.
Just an empty home and all its nice furnishings.
