Not positive I’ll be able to stand up without further humiliation, I grit my teeth and take it. His eyes are covered by dark shades and a cloth wrapping is pulled up to his nose. My teeth are still gritted together and my jaw twitches as I cross my arms and narrow my eyes at him. That is until he pulls the cloth down and causes my face to morph with shock when I realize it’s not him at all.
Everything now visible is entirely wrong. His facial structure is more rounded with fuller cheeks, and darkened with stubble instead of the lean, smooth, angled one I’d been expecting. In place of the firm, full, symmetrical lips are blood-red, uneven, thinner ones- bare of the snakebite piercings. His open-mouthed wince reveals a crooked top incisor along with a front bottom tooth instead of the str
