LOCKE
He is unceremoniously yeeted away from her and frankly, that's just rude. He manages to slip away enough, he thinks, while she's distracted by her paw. He slips under a little bush and makes his way into the roots beneath the rocks. He's not a huge snake but he's not small either and again, he's wedged himself in a place he can't really get out of. But maybe the dry brush will throw off his scent? Or maybe her paw will bother her enough to call it off?
What about cock? Heard there was a really big one in Torchline. Amusement crackles through the bond and he's long forgotten that he's supposed to be afraid. Enemy or not, he was having fun. And Wessex didn't seem too keen on actually hurting him. She could've if she wanted to and yet.. It's almost admirable. Well.. besides mine, of course.
What about cock? Heard there was a really big one in Torchline. Amusement crackles through the bond and he's long forgotten that he's supposed to be afraid. Enemy or not, he was having fun. And Wessex didn't seem too keen on actually hurting him. She could've if she wanted to and yet.. It's almost admirable. Well.. besides mine, of course.
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
