#cuniculus

Spotted Paca Cuniculus paca

Found in tropical and sub-tropical America, from east-central Mexico to northern Argentina. Its Aztec name is tepezcuintle.

It is mostly nocturnal and solitary and does not vocalize very much. It lives in forested habitats near water, preferably smaller rivers, and dig simple burrows about 2 m (6 ft 7 in) below the surface. The lowland paca is a good swimmer and usually heads for the water to escape danger, as it can stay under water for several minutes.

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“So,” Sid began, almost hesitantly, “do you?” “I don’t know,” Zhenya replied, his eyes settling on a server with curly hair and sharp features, how he leaned down, so his ear was pressed against the man he was serving’s mouth, how his muscles stretched the pantyhose to almost an enticing degree. He wouldn’t mind sinking his teeth in the fragile fabric and seeing how quickly it gave way. “I wasn’t sure if I’d like it at first, either,” Sid rambled on, taking a sip of his drink. Wine, Zhenya noted, only a little surprised to see the glass in Sid’s hand. With shareholders and coworkers, they both gravitated to more conventional drinks: hard liquor, mixed drinks, or if they needed to appear ‘down to earth’, beer. But Sid had confessed, on more than one occasion, that he really preferred wine, and had a collection that he was rather proud of. “But it grows on you. They,” he nodded towards the rest of the room, “grow on you.” Zhenya gains acceptance to an exclusive gentleman's club; Tanger gives him a dance to remember.

“ don’t feel so special, i do that to everyone. your head’s still on your body, right? “

it wasn’t that anna was going it out of malice per se, it was just a bad habit on her end. the reflex to attack anything that crept up on her overrode any familiarity she might’ve had with it.

besides, she knew he wouldn’t die on the chance that she actually struck him down — which, she didn’t! — so it was no foul to her.

“ what do you want, now? “

i was tagged by @movetonet ! thank you so much for the tag, love exchanging snipps <3 enjoy this very small snippet of businessman!geno x gentlemen's club dancer!kris

There were a lot of things Zhenya wanted to spend his money on. A gentlemen’s club was not one of them.  Come on, Sid chirped, just give it a try. You don’t have to renew.   ‘Liking’ it or not wasn’t the problem, nor was the financial cost—he made just as much as Sid if not more, thank you—it was the fact that he’d have to go there constantly to make it worth it. He couldn’t just pay once and then go back whenever he wanted it; no, there was tradition and contracts and connections, and if he randomly decided he wanted to come back after his membership expired, he’d have to jump through all these hoops again. Being forced to go somewhere wasn’t his idea of a good time.  Curiosity got the best of him in the end, though. Sid always came back smiling and relaxed after spending the evening there, so there had to be something about it, right? Something that was worth the money, despite it being a glorified country club?   So, when the deadlines started to grow closer, and Zhenya’s stress started to spike, where not even a late-night session of Counterstrike could ease the tension in his shoulders, he cracked. He folded like a house of cards, despising the way that Sid had grinned, a little too enthusiastic for Zhenya’s taste.