WHO: Snake and Shawn WHEN: Thursday afternoon WHERE: In front of Shawn's door RATING: PG-13 WARNINGS: Alcohol and cursing, maybe?
It was Friday morning, and Snake had this marvelous idea to go and visit his parents. It took him a quick twenty minutes to pack all his stuff, only to receive a call that his plan would be left empty. They were, apparently, going to the Bahamas. And without him! It caused him to frown, because Snake loved the Bahamas, and warm beaches, and especially pretty people in bathing suits. But perhaps a night with some beer and Kill Bill and its ridiculous script would do him some justice.
He watched Kill Bill happily. Its bad affects, corny librettos and unrealistic premise never fazed him, and it was the type of movie that he would gladly watch over and over again. It was only until the movie was completed did he remember that he had a new neighbor! And fuck – he was supposed to introduce himself a month ago. Why it only occurred to him now, he didn’t know. All he remembered was that he would eventually remind himself. Well, he was one month tardy for that. So he scrambled for the phone and ordered pizza. Snake would be one of those strange, overly friendly people who gave jell-o to their neighbors…except it would be Dominos. But it was all the same.
Once the pizza arrived, he seized some beer cans, balanced it on the hot box whilst skipping over to his “new” neighbors room. He knocked on the door, took a step back, and a silly grin crossed his face as it was answered. “Hi there! I’m Ashley Tucker Snake, your neighbor. But call me Snake. I think it’s more badass. Anyways, I know you moved here a month ago, and I was meaning to do this earlier, but by hook or by crook, I forgot until now. So I apologize for that. Anyways, here’s some beer and pizza as a homecoming gift! But if you don’t drink, I could always just get you…some water bottles or something? Soda?”