#{ also i know how he worded it makes it sound like he's settling fhsdjk }

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anon sent; △ if your wife came back, who would you choose? Her or Verosika?

@ladiesofhell {mentioned}

It took a while for Rick to process the question. He slumped further in his chair. As memories popped up into his mind, those years ago. When he was young, in love, and married. Until that flash transitioned to the most painful memory that he kept locked away. Giant explosion and the feet of warm blood splattered across his skin.

His fingers shook as he dug the flask out of his lab coat. The burning liquid drunk fast. To stop any emotion from being let out, any memory to further play, and the overgrowing need to disappear into some far off dimension or planet.

".....Ten," That number still wasn't high enough to let be known how much he didn't want to answer the question.

Though, guess he needed to. Maybe some part of him wanted to just let it out.

Clearing his throat, he straightened his posture a bit. "I-If Diane came back... shit," His hand dragged across the left side of his face, eyes closed in an attempt to steady his thinking. "I-I don't think there would be a choice, Verosika knows me, the person who I am now a-and Diane probably wouldn't fucking recognize me."

Would Diane even love the man who he became? That thought sometimes passed through his mind. Not always, but when it did, it left him feeling even more numb.

Probably best not to think about it.

There were plenty of words that danced on his tongue. All wanting to be spoken out loud, but he couldn't bring himself to. Instead, he continued to drink the contents of his flask. In hopes that, maybe, that answer would be enough.