The only thing that filled the damp silence was his voice in that moment. Your eyes try to follow his mouth, to see if maybe that help you catch onto his fast-paced, neologistic way of speaking. But all it does is befuddle you more and you stop Eugene with a raise of your hand.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait…wanna run that by me again?” There’s a bounce of mirth in your more commonly bored tone. You two, simultaneously unable to find rest that night in the abandoned library, sat in a tucked corner away from Glenn, Maggie, Tara, Rosita, and Abraham. And Eugene had somehow gotten on the topic of how he caught Rosita and Abe being intimate earlier that evening.

Honestly the entire conversation was a new form of entertainment for you. It wasn’t uncommon for you both to sit and talk like this seeing as you and Abraham were the only two who treated him as more than a liability.