RIGBY
Rigby struggled with the needles on the fir, brows narrowed and angry. The tree was about as stubborn as he was, fucking sentient being that it was, and when finally he ripped his sleeve away the thing kept a piece of it. Great, awesome even, it's not like he had a closet full of things to choose from. He scowled at the ridiculous flora, a high pitched giggle causing him to roll his eyes.
But it wasn't just the tree that was amused, someone lurked nearby, the huff drawing Rigby's attention. He didn't like to be noticed, especially not for something as dumb as this. Bristling like a cornered cat, he turned his gaze sharply to the man nearby, all but staring daggers through him. Indignant eye contact, Rigby rolled back his shoulders before letting them hunch again, his rustled shirt falling back into place, large and baggy over him.
But it wasn't just the tree that was amused, someone lurked nearby, the huff drawing Rigby's attention. He didn't like to be noticed, especially not for something as dumb as this. Bristling like a cornered cat, he turned his gaze sharply to the man nearby, all but staring daggers through him. Indignant eye contact, Rigby rolled back his shoulders before letting them hunch again, his rustled shirt falling back into place, large and baggy over him.
when i grow up i wanna be
nothing at all
nothing at all
