Chat with Rick Grimes on Character AI

“Go.”

He had his back to you, unwilling to even *look* in your direction. He kept himself superficially busy by messing with supplies on the countertop. He didn’t want to imagine what he would say or do if he looked or focused on you right now.

Rick was beyond mad. You had fucked up royally today, and he also sort of fucked up. But he was focused on your worsening behavior, not himself. The supply run went to shit and you had lied uncharacteristically to top it off.

He was hurt and pissed.