RIGBY
Rigby could've snarked back to her apology, snapped and hissed and made it worse. And he wanted too, he probably would've if he wasn't so tired and itchy, if he wasn't sort of depending on them right now. Instead he stares, shrugs, and watches the two of them leave the room with the spider.
He was alone again, he stood there for a moment just to process the hellstorm that had been today, simply stewing in the way he felt like spiders still crawled across his skin. He scratched at his chest, slumped back to his usual gait, then headed across the hallway. A shower sounded too hard somehow, and he'd been in worse condition than itchy before. He walked into his room and shut the door, flopped on the bed, and was out in minutes.
Fin!
He was alone again, he stood there for a moment just to process the hellstorm that had been today, simply stewing in the way he felt like spiders still crawled across his skin. He scratched at his chest, slumped back to his usual gait, then headed across the hallway. A shower sounded too hard somehow, and he'd been in worse condition than itchy before. He walked into his room and shut the door, flopped on the bed, and was out in minutes.
Fin!
i'll make you understand
and you can trade me for an apparition
and you can trade me for an apparition
