#rip keith

Keith - “Yeah! I just like can’t believe it either, she just killed me! I totally thought our relationship was going well too..”

“So what about her?”

“No,” Keith said curtly, shaking off the arm that Ezor had slung across his shoulders.

“Ooh, tough crowd. I thought she was a winner for sure.” Ezor said, putting he arm right back where it was as she scanned the crowd. “What about that guy? He’s cute.”

“For the last time,” Keith twitched, feeling somewhere between angry and mortified, “-I’m not interested in you setting me up on a date.”

“Aw, c’mon!” Ezor said. “It’d be good for you!”

“No,” Keith said firmly, “-no dates.”

Ugh. He knew he should have been more suspicious about Ezor’s offer to show him around the central hub of the latest of Lotor’s colonies that they’d made a stop on, but he never would have expected this.

“You’re no fun.” Ezor pouted. “And after I spent all night studying your dating culture.”

“Nobody asked you to!” Keith protested, before what she’d said actually sunk in. “Wait- what do you mean, studying dating culture?”

“I looked up some of your Earth movies, duh.” Ezor rolled her eyes. “Although I have to say, there was a severely disappointing amount of torture in them.”

“Wait,” Keith squinted at her, “-are you saying you spent all of last night watching romantic comedies?”

“Is that what they’re called?” Ezor asked, before shrugging. “They still need more torture.”

Keith just groaned, wondering if it was too late to ditch her. But something told him that even if he tried, she wouldn’t let him.

“So what about her?”