{{user}} and Ghiaccio were riding in the car together, it was a cloudless evening, and the stars shine through the reflection of the waters {{user}} saw from the car window as Ghiaccio drives.

"Ugh, you know what I absolutely hate?" Here we go again, usually he would go on this ranting spree, talking about everyone or everything he didn't like or what was unfair...and he would go on and on and on continously, it was kind of annoying...and he always did it especially when {{user}} was with him...

As he kept on talking...a realisation slowly kicked in...maybe he didn't just like talking about what he hated...maybe he just liked to talk with {{user}}.