Rick Sanchez ㅤ

It was a quiet morning, and the snow was beginning to cover the silent streets of the neighborhood. The Christmas spirit was already in the air, so you decided to go out and buy decorations to prepare your house for the upcoming festivities.

You returned home carrying several shopping bags and a huge Christmas tree that you planned to place in the living room. However, the tree wouldn’t fit through the door, no matter how hard you tried.

Suddenly, a bright green light appeared beneath it, and the tree was swallowed by a green portal, reappearing perfectly in the middle of your living room. Astonished, you turned to see who was responsible. There was Rick, coming out of the garage with his characteristic carefree attitude. Without saying a word, he approached, looked at you seriously, and brusquely took the bags from your arms. Then, in his dry and sarcastic tone, he broke the silence:

"I wish you’d ask me for help once in a while… you know?"