but first lemme take a selfie
Wow ouch talk about hella rude, Sigma. He whines a bit, both hands flying up to pat the sore spot, then lowers one so he has space to talk. “Your bullying tendencies are going lukewarm on me, aren’t they?” Cue a wink here because you’re not getting away until he’s done being a little shit to you.
"And didn’t you hear? I did leave the city,” he says, prodding Sigma’s side with the toe of his shoe. “Only for a while though, before promptly getting sucked back into home away from home. Don’t tell me you thought I was just sitting in my room for two whole months!”
"Would you like me to re-break your nose? I won’t fix it this time either. Gotta go to some other certified doctor.” He raised his other hand in a fist, eyebrow arching to see if Joshua would agree or not. Really he was down to punch him in the face if he wanted.
"Wait, what?" Whacking the other’s foot away, he looked utterly confused. He was positive it was pretty damn impossible to leave this city—and usually if you did, you wouldn’t come back, or a different you would. "Dude what the fuck how the hell did you manage to leave the city!? And yes actually, I did think you just sat in your room for two months.”