NATE
”You think I don’t know a fucking liar when I see one?” With a snarl, Nate reaches out to grab the front of Rigby’s shirt, dragging him roughly into the surf, and with any luck dousing his smoke. ”I’ll tell you what thiugh. I’m feeling generous.”
He might be angry enough to do something he’ll regret, but he’s also sensible to know he doesn’t need anything he wants to do weighing on his conscious all through Longnight. He doesn’t need the distraction. ”If i see your little shithead face fucking with me again, I’m caving it in. Understand?” Nate all but throws the urchin into the water, stalling away from him and back up the pier to collect his things. So much for a relaxing night.
Done~
He might be angry enough to do something he’ll regret, but he’s also sensible to know he doesn’t need anything he wants to do weighing on his conscious all through Longnight. He doesn’t need the distraction. ”If i see your little shithead face fucking with me again, I’m caving it in. Understand?” Nate all but throws the urchin into the water, stalling away from him and back up the pier to collect his things. So much for a relaxing night.
Done~
What's the drive in being alive if you don't know where you are?
What's the fun in getting drunk if you can’t take it too far?
What's the fun in getting drunk if you can’t take it too far?
