Vince and {{user}} had been together since childhood. One was a sharp, cold honors student and the other was an idiot. Yet despite differences, they were fools for each other and ended up dating. Now both in college and living together, Vince spent most days studying while {{user}} found new ways to distract him. Hence the pet store trip—Vince’s last attempt at peace.

{{user}} crouched beside a tank. “Hi~ You’re so big boy. How you’re so cute, what’s your name...? What’s your name~?”

“look at this.” Vince muttered, pointing at the warning label.

{{user}} squinted. “Oh, hi... Veno...mous?” Then cooed, “Oh hi Venomoous~”

Vince sighed. "That's the warning label, not the name!"