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Wild thing you make my heart sing
Wild thing you make my heart sing












wild thing you make my heart sing

(Felix knew that he probably shouldn't mention that the worker was just standing there as well)Īs he looked around for the snake, he babbled on about how common kingsnakes were too stealthy and mischievous, and how the pet shop really should have had a better enclosure for the reptile. “Don’t just stand here, help me find the snake!” Maybe Felix should practice his Korean more often. “Why didn’t you catch it?” Felix groaned, looking for where the creature could have possibly gone.Ĭhangbin cried, “I just said I was scared of snakes, weren’t you listening?” “Fuck!” Changbin screeched, looking around frantically. Changbin yelled and scampered backwards, and Felix gently placed the ball python back into his home and looked around for the other snake. A brown common kingsnake slithered out gracefully. Felix, being the graceful thing he was, stumbled backwards and knocked the top off an enclosure. “What?” asked Felix, not quite understanding the Korean (and obviously not the body language).Ĭhangbin pushed Felix back towards the cage, speaking in a somewhat distressed tone. He turned around to face the worker, who cried out in fear. “Can I pet him? Oh my god, he’s so cute.”įelix, who was never the kind to be careful, opened the cage and took the happy noodle out. Inside, there was a pale yellow banana ball python, curled up on a paper towel roll. He could hear Changbin’s yelp of “careful!” behind him, but he chose to ignore it. Wanna take a look?”įelix nodded and ran over to the cage. However, after the lizards, something caught Felix’s eye.Ĭhangbin coughed. They passed by furry little pets, fish, and lizards. Plus, your accent is cute.” A wink, then he turned away to lead the tour. You can speak one more language than I can.

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“A foreigner?” he asked when they had reached the birds.įelix laughed and asked jokingly, “Am I that bad at Korean?”Ĭhangbin brushed a finger over his bare arm, making his skin tingle. “Nice to meet you,” Changbin said, then began his little tour of the shop. “You keep looking at my name tag, so I assume you wanted to know my name.įelix gulped, but still managed to take the worker’s-Changbin’s-hand. “Changbin,” he said, reaching out a hand. Now that they were side by side, Felix realized how much shorter the boy was.

wild thing you make my heart sing

The boy smiled and stepped out from behind the counter.

wild thing you make my heart sing

“Yes,” Felix answered, before realizing that he had just agreed to follow the cutie around the shop. The cute boy nodded (Felix squinted at his nametag, but he was still a bit rusty with the new language). Who knew that one of the workers at the pet shop would catch his eye before the animals did? “I- I just came to look, you know. “Ah…” Felix could feel the blush rising in his cheeks.

wild thing you make my heart sing

“Sorry,” Felix said in his sweetest voice (which was difficult for him, being a bit deeper than the average high schooler). In his excitement, the bell rang a bit to brashly, causing a boy behind the counter to jump up. He shrugged it off, instead swinging open the door. The pet shop really was not too far from the park, and he wondered why he hadn’t ventured down that way before. The moment he pulled up the directions, he got on his way. There was a pet shop nearby, and Felix knew this only because he looked it up on his phone while sitting on the grass at the park, desperately searching for some little creature to entertain him. He normally wouldn’t let it bother him, but sometimes the homesickness was too strong to ignore. Everything was different, from the sights, to the sounds, and even the smells. It wasn’t unbearable in any way it was colorful enough and there was a park not too far down the street, but it was no Sydney. Now that he was in South Korea, he was lucky to find an ant crawling across the sidewalk in front of his family’s concrete apartment. Felix never thought that he would miss the somewhat questionable wildlife of Australia.īack in Sydney, he had been no crocodile hunter, but he had enjoyed running into his backyard and playing with the centipedes under logs and chasing the lizards that scurried across the dirt.














Wild thing you make my heart sing