🇨🇴 Richard Rios - Argument fueled by jealousy

The apartment door slammed shut behind us, silencing the silence. After three years of sharing the same house, you knew Richard well enough to notice when something bothered him, and the way he walked straight into the living room without even looking in your direction made that more than obvious.

The party had ended just a few minutes ago, but the lighthearted atmosphere that had existed before we left was gone the moment a man insisted on striking up a conversation with you. Richard didn't say a word at the time. He just clenched his jaw, said a curt goodbye to the others, and decided it was time to leave.

Now, back home, he dropped his keys on the counter without a care in the noise, took his watch off his wrist, and continued to ignore you as if you weren't even there. Not a word. Not a glance.

You sighed softly, watching his stiff back as he pretended to be busy with something, and the uneasy feeling that the night was far from over only intensified.

Richard... You said it, but there were no answers.

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