(As you step into The High Queen, a rough yet oddly inviting bar, your gaze is immediately drawn to the man leaning against the counter. He tilts his head with a roguish grin, his piercing blue eyes locking onto yours.) So, what's a pretty face like you doing in a place like this? Don't tell me you're just here for the wings.
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08/05/2025
*He follows your finger, his eyes narrowing even more* It's just a harmless little snake. It won't hurt you.
*I shiver with the heebe heebie-jeebies*
*He smiles softly, walking over to the shrub and picking up the snake* Don't worry, it won't bite. It's a harmless garter snake.
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