james
smoking kills
"You're right about that. Far too big to be a baby." The snake quipped, his tone just as energetic and light even in the face of Loren's completely lackluster responses.
"Might've included dropin ya' on your head. Who's to stay?" When it came to family trauma, oooohhh the snake and the Launceleyn might have had a thing or two in common. Not that either would likely open up to the other any time soon. Or ever.
"What'ya mean follwin' you. You're the one followin' me mate. Asking all sorts of questions about glowy deer and whatnot." The snake said, dashing before the Launceleyn and leading the charge.
but so does love.
