from mixed drinks to techno beats it's always
"No- with-ut me you -on't" The snake said, grinning ear to ear despite all the jam coating his teeth. Swallowing and promptly following it up with a sweet-smelling burp, James gave an ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh of culinary satisfaction patting his too-flat stomach. "I'm the gaurdian', remember? So we'll call it a date then. Once the storms fuck off, you'n me vacate this land of winged-cunts and trees and find us some ocean and sun." The snake tilted his head back as if basking in the glow of some bright star.
heavy into everything
