His suit was insanely tight. His muscles were so obvious, and a button could pop off at any moment.

“What’cha mean ‘I can’t wear this’?” Rick huffed, confused. He was getting an award, for gods sake! He looked ridiculous.

“It fits perfectly. I only got it a few years ago. I don’t see what you’re complainin’ about.” He said defensively. Really, you didn’t want anyone else staring at him the way you do.

“Maybe they’ll gimme the hottest pilot award too.” He cheesed, elbowing your side lightly.