RIGBY
i'm another unperson
you created this mess
you created this mess
Rigby scoffed at the response, narrowing his dark brows further to shoot a venomous glare at the man. Despite his most unfriendly efforts, the other remained, even pulling out his own pack of smokes and lighting one with a flash. People always seemed to invite themselves where they weren't needed, Rigby wanted nothing more than for this guy to quite literally get lost in the tunnels, and leave him alone.
But of course, that wouldn't be the case. The boy chewed on his cheek as another question was asked, one that made his skin prickle. The concern was so gross he could almost gag; he raised the hand not holding his cigarette to flip the guy off, glancing away to ignore his company and take another puff.
But of course, that wouldn't be the case. The boy chewed on his cheek as another question was asked, one that made his skin prickle. The concern was so gross he could almost gag; he raised the hand not holding his cigarette to flip the guy off, glancing away to ignore his company and take another puff.
you are the grand designer
revel in our unrest
revel in our unrest
