i'm really not so with you anymore
A 'pretty ring' was pretty yes, but it wasn't worth what the chain was. It was amusing, hearing what the other was willing to offer to avoid using force. Seemed too kind, and that was something Rigby knew how to take advantage of.
It was probably a bad idea, in fact it definitely was a bad idea. But who gives a fuck?
His eyes went wide, the most realistic fear he could muster in a moment. He looked right beyond Locke's shoulder, pointed as though there was something there, then the moment the ruffian's eyes averted he snatched the ring in the out stretched hand. In a flurry of movement he stumbled back and out of the alley, running and hoping to lose the man in the dark or the crowds.
It was probably a bad idea, in fact it definitely was a bad idea. But who gives a fuck?
His eyes went wide, the most realistic fear he could muster in a moment. He looked right beyond Locke's shoulder, pointed as though there was something there, then the moment the ruffian's eyes averted he snatched the ring in the out stretched hand. In a flurry of movement he stumbled back and out of the alley, running and hoping to lose the man in the dark or the crowds.
i'm just a ghost
RIGBY
