“I’m not any sort of expert on that,” he stammers. It’s getting a little difficult to follow the conversation. But, what Snake says is true. He doesn’t claim to be an expert on any of the creatures he encounters. That’s not his aim, after all. He doesn’t want to be a creature expert. He just wants to meet the ones who hide in shadows.
And right now, someone he’s been following online for the better part of his life is practically in his lap, staring at him like he could eat Snake up, and professing to like him. W O W. And the way he tilts his head like… Snake can’t resist closing the distance to brush his lips against those oh-so-inviting lips.
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And right now, someone he’s been following online for the better part of his life is practically in his lap, staring at him like he could eat Snake up, and professing to like him. W O W. And the way he tilts his head like… Snake can’t resist closing the distance to brush his lips against those oh-so-inviting lips.