i'm the kind of human wreckage that you love
What a ridiculous shit show this was, the longer it went on the less Rigby was interested. Mob and dragon alike could handle themselves, probably, and with the people having evacuated the building it was set to simply burn. His own cigarette added to the ashy cloud as he watched, until at last he decided he'd seen enough. With a hmph and a smirk, the ghost flicked his light away and to the ground, where he snuffed it with his boot before turning and heading for someplace quieter.
RIGBY
