RIGBY
i'm another unperson
you created this mess
you created this mess
It wasn't meant to be a threat, but he was just as readily tormented by the response as he might've been a fist to the face. The smugness on the other's face was just so irritating, the vindictive point making him bristle. He brings his gaze back to the other's for a moment, lazy brown eyes stubbornly making contact with the man's blues. Then they both broke away, Rigby sighing out a puff of smoke simultaneously with his 'companion'.
The relaxing of posture gives Rigby a moment to lose his refractory edge, finally giving in to the fact that he wouldn't be spending the rest of his smoke alone. He snorted, blinking slowly and shaking his head before letting it rest against the cavern wall, "Maybe for you old man," he retorted, smirking as he tilted his head to face the other again. Defiant, but far more content at least.
The relaxing of posture gives Rigby a moment to lose his refractory edge, finally giving in to the fact that he wouldn't be spending the rest of his smoke alone. He snorted, blinking slowly and shaking his head before letting it rest against the cavern wall, "Maybe for you old man," he retorted, smirking as he tilted his head to face the other again. Defiant, but far more content at least.
you are the grand designer
revel in our unrest
revel in our unrest
