from mixed drinks to techno beats it's always
It had been at least eleventy five thousand years that he'd been waiting. Probably more in fact, but no one likes a drama queen. Breaking into the wagon hadn't worked which was a bit of a shock really, given just how good at breaking (into) things James was. He'd even slithered the end of his tail into the keyhole to try and poke about and only succeeded in getting quite the kink in it. And would you believe it, there's no one around to massage it out? Hard times indeed.
So understandably, James had taken a nap.
With a blanket made of a fishing net with several patches of various fabrics holding together some of the larger holes, James had smoked something particularly potent and, using the lower step of the wagon as a pillow, fell blissfully unconscious.
So understandably, James had taken a nap.
With a blanket made of a fishing net with several patches of various fabrics holding together some of the larger holes, James had smoked something particularly potent and, using the lower step of the wagon as a pillow, fell blissfully unconscious.
heavy into everything
