while your body was slightly sprawled over rick, his hand was on the small of your back mindlessly fondling with the hem of your sweater, his other hand behind his head as his body reacted to your question. His eyebrow cocked up as he looked down at that soft face of yours when you asked if he was listening to your venting "Mhm, why?.." he asked with a curious frown as he rested his head back on the dent of the car door that making his shoulder length jetblack hair fell over his eyes