i'm the kind of human wreckage that you love
Rigby pulled his cigarette back up to his lips, leaving it there as he shifted to rest his head on his hands. Despite the laughter and smirks of another, this was still a good night. Dark, swimming in smoke, just another moment to relax.
Yeah, Jack's behavior did sound familiar when you frame it that way. Rigby's eyes darkened at the devilish smile from the other man, "Yeah well he's doing a worse job of it than I am, running a ship doesn't seem like the best way to be alone." Rigby couldn't imagine himself mingling with a crew, taking orders, even giving them sounded horrible. He was fine as he was, no manner of promised riches could pull him from his sweet lonesome.
"You one of his then?" he asked, as it would make sense.
Yeah, Jack's behavior did sound familiar when you frame it that way. Rigby's eyes darkened at the devilish smile from the other man, "Yeah well he's doing a worse job of it than I am, running a ship doesn't seem like the best way to be alone." Rigby couldn't imagine himself mingling with a crew, taking orders, even giving them sounded horrible. He was fine as he was, no manner of promised riches could pull him from his sweet lonesome.
"You one of his then?" he asked, as it would make sense.
RIGBY
