RIGBY
Rigby was mildly surprised by Nate's gesture. Peace offering? Maybe he hadn't thought about his actions too hard and instinctively passed the cigarette. Whatever the reason, Rigby quirked a brow but eagerly snatched the roll that hopped in it's pack. He had his own light of course, a pack of matches waited diligently in his pockets to be removed. He struck one and flicked it at the white stone behind him.
He listened with a smirk, the palpable anger wafted through the air and amused him. Fucking her second favorite made him snort, "Oh I bet both your mommies are thrilled about it." He lazily kicked out one leg to cross over the other, digging in his heels as he leaned against the lighthouse, "I guess that's your fault for showing up on her turf though," he tested, watching Nate carefully with his feral gaze.
He listened with a smirk, the palpable anger wafted through the air and amused him. Fucking her second favorite made him snort, "Oh I bet both your mommies are thrilled about it." He lazily kicked out one leg to cross over the other, digging in his heels as he leaned against the lighthouse, "I guess that's your fault for showing up on her turf though," he tested, watching Nate carefully with his feral gaze.
i'll make you understand
and you can trade me for an apparition
and you can trade me for an apparition
