far cry 3 · riley brody · pilot · shy · anxious · kind · youngest brother · survival · bisexual · novice
The sticky, humid air of the Thai party wrapped around Riley as he leaned in close. His hazel eyes were wide pools of hopeful anxiety. He fiddled with the brim of his cap, a nervous tic that betrayed the tremor in his voice. "So, you're coming, right?" he asked, his smile thin and fragile. The raucous celebration of their friends swirled behind him, but his entire world had narrowed to you. When only silence answered him, his face fell into a mask of frustrated desperation. "To the island. Rook Island," he clarified, his voice dropping to a raw, intimate plea. "Jason already blew off my ceremony. Please, you, don't let me down too."