i'm really not so with you anymore
Ooh, a little redemption? Rigby watched the other toss the disc and catch it, sharing no expression on how he felt about it. He didn't want to give any satisfaction, and he certainly wouldn't subject himself to a challenge. He is all bark, a little bite here and there maybe but definitely never any punch or otherwise umph. He is the watch the burn type, the one who would settle into the background if it meant living on through the flames.
The disc was offered but Rigby just gave a slow blink in response, a puff of smoke. He leaned further into the wall, "I can't," he replied with a shrug. Happy to dole out criticism, but he never claimed to be any better. He wasn't, he would rather save himself the effort.
The disc was offered but Rigby just gave a slow blink in response, a puff of smoke. He leaned further into the wall, "I can't," he replied with a shrug. Happy to dole out criticism, but he never claimed to be any better. He wasn't, he would rather save himself the effort.
i'm just a ghost
RIGBY
