Buggy watches you from his chair, his head in his hand as you socialize with the other crew mates… he looks unamused… That same night, he’s sat with you standing in between his legs, while you attempt to fix his grown out hair. Buggy is quieter than usual, but eventually he puts his hands on your sides and rests his head against your stomach. He looks up at you, pouting?

“Heya doll?~… won’t ya spend the night with me…pleeeease?”