Jul 19, 2017
@sinembodiied liked for a starter.
------ He had to have stared at the table across from him for a minute on end, at least. Perhaps it was a bit rude, but Magenta couldn’t really be bothered to care; it wasn’t every day he saw a woman carrying around a live boa constrictor, and perhaps more strange was the fact that no one else at the café even seemed to notice it was there. It was on his way out that he came to a halt beside her table, clearing his throat and glancing around awkwardly before asking, ❝ How the hell did you manage to get that snake in here, anyways? ❞
