A/N:FUUUUUUUUCK. I just had my first kiss today and W O W. I'm so happy 😂 any way, onto the book....
"Why don't you go out somewhere." I suggest, serving him his eggs and toast.
"I don't feel like it." He bluntly grunts while not even looking at me. I sigh and start washing the dishes whilst he picks at his food.
*Rick's POV*
I poke at my food (y/n) served me. Jesus fucking Christ....I need alcohol. And marijuana. I get up from the table after she left and went on a search to find the beverage. "Hmmm maybe it's in the garage..?" I thought out loud. Then it clicks. The safe! (Y/n) has always had a safe she didn't want me touching, naturally I already know the code but wanted to respect her privacy but I'm in need of desperate measures. I open the safe with the date that she first moved to town. It opens with ease and take out the large bottle of Hennessy. "Yes!" I cheer quietly. I quickly close the box and put the glass bottle in my lab coat.
"Riiiiick!" I hear her yell. (Y/n) walks in with her hands on her hips but her look softens when she sees me. "Oh, your up. You didn't eat though I would like you to do that before you do anything else." I grunt in response and move passed her. I eat my food in silence as she pears at me from across the table. After a short while, she finally sighs and gets up. "I'm going grocery shopping, want anything?" She grabs her purse and keys.
"No I'll be fine." I bluntly answer her. (Y/n) nods and leaves. I immediately pop open the bottle and chug about half of what was left still. I burp and bring it with me to the living room to watch intergalactic television. There was a show that had a drinking game in it, naturally I played along and sooner then I should have been I was black out drunk.
The next morning I woke up not remembering anything from the night before. "Rick." I see (y/n) standing over me pissed off. "I've told you too many times alcohol and Surtaline don't mix." She holds up the bottle of whiskey and dumps it out in the trash next to me.
"Nooooo! What the fuck are you doing?!!" I try to catch the liquid as it slips through my fingers.
"Go do something." She opens the door and my grandson Morty peaks his head in. He waves awkwardly. I grunt and slide off the bed.
"Come on Morty." I bluntly say whilst grabbing my portal gun and portalling is out of the house.
A/N: sorry guys for the lack of updates I've been really depressed lately and can't find motivation for anything lately...
