RIGBY
and this is why i have decided
to leave your house and home unhaunted
to leave your house and home unhaunted
Normally Rigby would be far far from the festivities, he avoided most events at all costs lest he accidentally run into someone who wanted to steal some of his time with a boring anecdote or something of the like. But tonight he was hungry, and so here he was; where the food was plentiful and booze was filled to the brim.
It was a bit too raucous for his liking, but that was the nature of receptions. The ghost haunted the food tables, glancing around for people who might god forbid know him as he shoved some desserts into his pockets. He recognized many of the faces, but there were three specific ones that might recognize him. The husbands, and the knife girl. Probably best he steer clear of her, he still bore a light scar from last time they'd met. So the boy slipped away to the very edges of the crowd, lit a cigarette, and hovered.
Might as well stick around, see if anything else catches his eye.
It was a bit too raucous for his liking, but that was the nature of receptions. The ghost haunted the food tables, glancing around for people who might god forbid know him as he shoved some desserts into his pockets. He recognized many of the faces, but there were three specific ones that might recognize him. The husbands, and the knife girl. Probably best he steer clear of her, he still bore a light scar from last time they'd met. So the boy slipped away to the very edges of the crowd, lit a cigarette, and hovered.
Might as well stick around, see if anything else catches his eye.
you don't need poltergeists for sidekicks
