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"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head." I call out in a sing song voice.
Snake only stirred in his sleep, unmoving. I scoff, it must be so comfortable sleeping on such soft mattress, unlike the stiff one I had waiting for me back at the hotel.
"I would spank him awake if you had not dumped the snakes on the bed with him." Austin shuddered in disgust.
The snakes hiss as if responding to him.
"You spank him awake." He nudges me.
"Then it would ruin the fun. I want him to wake up to that." I point at a snake that had slithered up his sleeping frame, and was still moving up his body.
Austin wrapped his arms around his body and shuddered.
"At least you can torturer to your resume. Remind me to never get on your bad side." Abby says from her place by the door. Erin had refused to see snakes wrap and coil themselves around a person, no matter how vile said person may be.
