Rick listened to the hustle and bustle of the town from his window. He had completely forgotten tonight was the moon viewing festival. A week ago and I might have went with Karen... Rick heard fireworks exploding in the night sky, lighting his room various colors but he didn't care. He wanted more than anything just to crawl up in his bed and die. Maybe then Karen might notice how hurt I am by this. But instead she just sees it as a big game. Rick tried to sleep, but the constant flaming explosions rattling the sky kept him awake.
