Monday night at 7
Rick was already at their local bar, wanting for Michonne and Mike...unfortunately Mike. He had gotten a text from Michonne last night and couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed when the conversation quickly turned to be about Mike. While he had no aspirations to meet Mike anytime soon Michonne had asked him to so he obliged. Now he was sitting at the bar, tapping his corona bottle with his middle finger.
Michonne was running late as she made her way to the bar, she felt as though she had more work than usual today or maybe you were going slower than usual she thought to herself. She sighed, knowing that her second thought was more true than the first. She finally got to the bar, swinging the door open. She didn't have time to change out of her work attire so she was still in her royal blue blazer, black blouse, and royal blue cigarette pant along with her black stiletto heels. She let out a breathe of relief as she saw Rick sitting at the bar and no Mike in sight as of yet. "Hey…" She said with a smile as she walked over to him, lightly touching his shoulder leaning in to give him a kiss on the cheek.
Rick smiled widely at her, her kiss instantly making him feel warm inside. "Hey 'Chonne, how ya feeling?" He took her in once she pulled away, even her work clothes she was still beautiful.
Michonne smiled a bit, Rick knew as soon as she had told him about this plan that this was not her idea and she had some nervousness about it. "I'm...okay. My palms are sweaty, isn't that weird? I don't know why I'm so nervous."
Rick let out a small chuckle, her nervousness was cute. "Maybe you should have a drink?" He suggested to her.
Michonne shook her head no, "yeah and be drunk by the time he gets here? No thanks Grimes." She said with a small smile.
Rick smiled back at her and paused for a moment. They had yet to talk about the moment she had at Daryl's birthday party and he wondered if he should bring it up now. "...Speaking of drunk...were you okay the other night?" He asked a look of concern on with his head tilted towards her.
Michonne's brow furrowed at his question, her eyes now no longer on him but on the door. "What do you mean?" She asked, still looking at the door. She was aware of where he was going with this conversation but had no plans on discussing it, especially tonight.
"'Chonne…" said Rick gently, "You were-"
"He's here." Interrupted Michonne as she saw Mike enter the bar. "I'll be right back," she said to Rick. She walked over to Mike and softly smiled giving him a light kiss on the lips.
Rick watched their interaction, squinting slightly. He couldn't hear what they were saying but still felt a surge of jealousy in him. He wondered what they were talking about and noticed how Mike looked at Michonne, he looked at her like she was his which annoyed Rick more then it should.
Michonne lightly held Mike's hand, "you ready?" She asked him.
"Are you?" Mike responded, smiling gently at her as he gently stroked her hand with his thumb. Michonne smiled and nodded a bit, gently pulling him over to where Rick was seated.
"Rick this is Mike. Mike this is Rick." She said, smiling a bit as she dropped Mike's hand in order for the two men to shake hands.
"Mike." Said Rick with a short nod as they shook hands. He looked him up and down as they shook hands, sizing him up yeah she can do better he thought.
