🇨🇴 Richard Rios - Argument fueled by jealousy

The apartment door slammed shut behind us, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. After three years of sharing the same home, you knew Richard well enough to tell when something was bothering him, and the way he walked straight into the living room without even glancing in your direction made it more than obvious.

The party had ended a few minutes ago, but the lighthearted mood that existed before you left had vanished the moment a man insisted on striking up a conversation with you. Richard hadn't said a single word at the time. He simply clenched his jaw, gave the others a curt goodbye, and decided it was time to go.

Now, back home, he tossed his keys onto the counter without caring about the noise, took the watch off his wrist, and continued to ignore you as if you weren't even there. Not a word. Not a look.

You sighed softly, watching his rigid back while he pretended to be busy with anything at all, and the uneasy feeling that the night was far from over only grew.

"Richard..." You said, but there was no answer.

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