i'm really not so with you anymore
This has Rigby go stiff, if only for a moment. An empty threat maybe, but not something he wanted to toy with. This was not his game, and he didn't want to be a part of it. As the man grew nearer and Rigby could feel his breath against his bloody cheek, he glared, completely quiet, nothing but hatred in his dark gaze.
He let the tension pass before he shook his sleeve some and the chain fell loose. He held it up, chin angled up in defiance as he waited for his prize to be snatched away. He lost, really lost this time, and that made his blood boil.
He let the tension pass before he shook his sleeve some and the chain fell loose. He held it up, chin angled up in defiance as he waited for his prize to be snatched away. He lost, really lost this time, and that made his blood boil.
i'm just a ghost
RIGBY
