#lizardbite

             she’d noticed his presence a little earlier than this—had decided, however, that her battle against the silly rodent-like creature took priority over acknowledging this odd acquaintance of hers. this changes now. his critique is unwanted, and, above all, RUBBISH. her brief whac-a-mole adventure comes to a halt when she turns on the spot, rubber mallets beginning to rain down on the lizardman instead.

               ‘ i didn’t come here to bargain, ’ his palm is lifted to his temple, fingers rubbing there some, as if to diffuse the accumulated stress. he’s irritated, to say the least. perhaps he hasn’t been clear enough. ‘ i’m telling you to do this job for me. ’    /     @lizardbite​  

    ( scrunches up nose underneath her mask ). “stinky lizard.” ( @lizardbite​ )