It is day six and I am STILL rewatching the moment when Richonne became canon. Now, I’ve...

It is day six and I am STILL rewatching the moment when Richonne became canon. Now, I’ve prayed for a lot in my life: world peace, a second season of The River fuck you ABC, I’m still not over that shit, proof to the existence of unicorns, etc. For years, I’ve asked our lord and savior, Beyoncé, to deliver unto us a Richonne coupling that is as real on screen as it is in our hearts, and last Sunday my prayers were FINALLY answered! I haven’t been around much lately because life. Lo siento. However, I am still watching The Walking Dead, and I noticed that every single time I watch that final scene I have the EXACT same reaction. First, my fists shoot out into the air as Rick and Michonne clasp hands. Then the two of them look at one another and smile. Meanwhile, my cheeks puff out à la chipmunk as I grin stupidly at the television. Then it happens. They KISS! And I issue this weird sort of never-ending squeal, like I’m letting all my glee out in a whistle because if I shout my joy full force I might shout the roof off and it’s winter in NY so that’s a no. Seriously guys, this noise is so shrill there’s probably an extraterrestrial wincing in outer space every single time I rewatch this scene. Anyway, Rick unholsters his gun and Michonne giggles and the two of them end up in bed together and I am so happy I can’t even English right. See.

during that opening scene…

and during that final scene…