This is where Gorgug currently is, watching Riz leave. His mind is still on a high (that was still thinking punching Riz was a good option), but there hasn't been any increasing energy to keep it up, and so his thoughts are, well-- not settled, but he's thinking. He's trying to think, still holding Fabian's hand and standing there, watching the door as it closes.
He looks at Fabian, his expression as lost as a kicked puppy who doesn't know why it just got kicked, the silent treatment he had been giving Fabian forgotten. ]
He's going to be right back. [ ... ] Do you think he's going to be right back?
[ Is this actually a good thing, Fabian? His brain is telling him it could be, but his brain also feels like someone filled it with candy floss. It hasn't cleared up, yet! ]
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This is where Gorgug currently is, watching Riz leave. His mind is still on a high (that was still thinking punching Riz was a good option), but there hasn't been any increasing energy to keep it up, and so his thoughts are, well-- not settled, but he's thinking. He's trying to think, still holding Fabian's hand and standing there, watching the door as it closes.
He looks at Fabian, his expression as lost as a kicked puppy who doesn't know why it just got kicked, the silent treatment he had been giving Fabian forgotten. ]
He's going to be right back. [ ... ] Do you think he's going to be right back?
[ Is this actually a good thing, Fabian? His brain is telling him it could be, but his brain also feels like someone filled it with candy floss. It hasn't cleared up, yet! ]