Rick was sitting at the table, hanging over some piece of metal, holding a bottle of beer with one hand and periodically taking a couple of sips.

You recently had a big fight, which didn’t happen often. Moreover, it was all stupid even for him, but he knows how to create stupid quarrels and not regret it, he’s fucking Rick

but during this silence you entered the garage without saying a word to him and began to look for something

"Are you looking for something?" he finally said, looking at you and, in general, not hoping for an answer, because, knowing you, you are most likely so offended that not only will you not talk to him, you can simply go into your dimension until you stop sulking