*no Frank left behind! The skink happily waddles over as his sausage body will let him with a bag of gummies in the shape of dicks. Of course there's a note, and whoever knew a lizard could look smug with a literal bag of dicks.* "Hullo! Am Sock! I gib u foodies. Pretty eyes tho."
Franklin stared down at the lizard and slowly blinked before dropping down into a crouch and plucking the dick-shaped food from the creature.Ā Ā āI genuinely cannot tell if Iām fucking tripping this hard while sober or if I'm hallucinating this, but uh. . .thank you?Ā I guess?Ā Well for the food and the compliment.Ā No, yeah, definitely tripping, I'm talking to a fucking lizard.ā










