💣 004 | text | backdated to the 10th

[devoutish]

[Who knows who this is meant for. Whoever it is, they're not getting it; it's showing up on the public network instead.]

I bring her sweetbread, she's got wine in the kitchen, things are going very nicely. Then a giant fuck-off snake slithers into the room, as long as I am tall and thick as my forearm.

I'm telling you, mate, I nearly left right then and there.

Comments

[instars]

And snakes.

I'm assuming there wasn't any untoward suggestion.

[devoutish]

No, no; of course not. Never.

[instars]

Ah.

Then what a fine, masculine specimen.

[devoutish]

I'm flattered, Miss.

[instars]

It wasn't meant to be flattery. Just truth.

I'm Saya. Are you afraid of snakes?

[devoutish]

Wary of the dangerous ones. That's just smart, innit?

[instars]

It can be.

If the head looks like a spade, cut it off.

[devoutish]

This one was a swallower, not a biter. And I don't think the owner would have appreciated that.

[instars]

I would be suspicious of anyone who owns a snake.

[devoutish]

I will admit that they would not be my own choice of pet.

[instars]

Congratulations on your sense.

[devoutish]

Goodness. She must not like you very much.

[instars]

Probably not. But I don't mind.

[devoutish]

Don't let her feed you to the snake then, eh?

[instars]

I'm not really all that afraid of snakes.

[devoutish]

No? Not even the large ones?

[instars]

No.

[devoutish]

Mm. Unusual.

[instars]

Well, the usual is hardly my area of interest.

[devoutish]

Then this place - this whole situation, right - must be very interesting to you.

[instars]

Oh yes. Especially the people.

[devoutish]

Yeah, they're all right enough, I suppose.

[instars]

Yes.

They do such stupid things.

[devoutish]

And you?

[instars]

Do I do stupid things?