Dude, You're So Weird {Morby}

Time to Hit the Books!

Rigby's POV

Sometimes living alone in this God forsaken, possibly haunted house can get pretty darn scary. I try to move, but I'm not the best with keeping money at bay, you know? When Chad comes over, he just says I'm paranoid, but I couldn't give two shits about paranoia. Although, he has suggested that I should move in with him, but I rather not. I don't want to be a burden in his life. I mean, he's put up with me for three years straight, which is very surprising since I'm a handful of a friend, but living with him? I'll be kicked out within a week.

"Rigby!"

I looked at my front door, which Chad just happened to barge in through, causing me to sigh because I know that I'm going to have to fix it later. "Chad, if I've told you once, than I've told you a hundred times... That's breaking and entering." I hissed. Chad giggled a little and jumped down onto the couch next to me. I set the book I was reading down and gave him my full attention. "What is it this time?" I asked. Chad smiled and shoved a piece of paper into my hands. "Wanna go?" He asked. I raised a questioning brow at him and looked down at the letter, reading it over a few times. "Now hiring..? Dude, do you know how hard it is to get into this place? The Park is, like, one top notch company-"

"Don't you think I know that? Rigby, you write books all the time! Don't you think this would be a totally badass job for you to have?!" Chad interrupted, placing his hands on my shoulders. I backed up a bit, trying to keep our faces as far away as possible. "Yeah, but my books aren't really for anyone else to read-"

"Bullshit! I read them all the time! Come on! I could be your secretary... Ooo! Your sexy secretary; you know the ones that always wear their uniforms really tight, have their hair in buns, and wear those rectangular looking glasses?"

I stared at Chad in confusion and smacked my hand onto my forehead, lazily dragging it down my face. "Chad... You're a boy." I mumbled. Chad frowned and punched me playfully on the arm. "I know that, dumbass! I'm messing with you." He snapped. I rolled my eyes and looked down at the note. I contemplated the thought on working at The Park.

The Park is run by a guy named Benson, but his boss is Pops, whose dad actually owns the place. Most books are published from the people working in that HUGE office building. I swear, the building is like fifteen stories high- maybe even more! It'd be a dream come true to work there, but I don't really want my short little stories to try and get published for thousands of people to read. Most of the things I write happen to be very personal, since my life hasn't been all that great.

I sighed and looked up at Chad, who had big pleading eyes. I glared at him, then looked back down at the paper in my hands. "Fine, I'll-"

"Yay! This is going to be such an adventure! I can't wait! Oh! I have to go call my mom and brag about this! Thank you, Rigby, you won't regret it!" With that said, Chad was out the door faster than he came in. I huffed and grumbled, "I better not."

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All good things come to an end, right? Isn't that the saying?

I felt my heart pick up it's pace as I stared up at the tall building before me.

This is it... The moment Chad has been waiting for. To be honest, we actually got the job and now it's our first day here. I'm scared as hell! Benson, my boss, told me that he already read one of my books, which Chad suggested. He also said that he got one of his best employees to read it, and now I have to meet up with him today to discuss a few things about it. Honestly, I should try and convince them not to publish it, but I'm small and scrawny, so I most likely can't do a damn thing about it.

"You ready, Rigby?" Chad spoke up. I glared at him. "Tell me again how you got me to agree to this?" I snapped. Chad smiled and rocked back and forth on his heels. "Because you love me unconditionally." He said. I looked back up at the building and hummed an mhmm, rolling my eyes afterwards.