Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20191109013403/@comment-7262318-20191116231853

Rick cast his glance over at Shanks. "You want a fight?" He cracked his neck.

"Motherfucker, I ain't got to fight you. I'm not the biggest freak show here. Me, I can walk into anywhere I damn well please and be just cool. You, everywhere you go, everyone's gonna be taking potshots at you and your mutant ass. And you try to strut your fuckin' feathers around here like you're the toughest, meanest dog in the yard, but I've seen it when you fuckin' roll over when Kayleigh comes around. Turn into a giant pussy," Rick said.

"This lone wolf act you got goin' on, it don't suit you. Because I know and you know that deep down, behind all your shitty little edgy-bullshit, there's just a little cowardly cunt begging God that Kayleigh can give you something to make you think you ain't some goddamn worthless freakshow. But she ain't gonna give it to you, because she pities your sorry ass. Once we're done here, she's going to get as far away from you as humanly possible, because she don't care about you."

Rick flipped the lid up and pulled a cigarrete from his pocket. "You're alone, Shanks."