Neville smiled as he carefully transferred Lucky to the makeshift habitat he created. It was not perfect, but it was functional. Lucky explored its new environment with curiosity, investigating every corner.
When he looked up again, Shelly was nowhere to be seen, probably to save his 'savings' since there was another expense on the house.
"Okay," he announced, scrolling through the system mall. "Dinner time. What do snakes even eat?"
He offered a piece of raw salmon on a pair of disposable chopsticks. Lucky examined the offering with what looked like skepticism, tongue flicking out repeatedly to test the scent.
Then it turned its head away in clear rejection.
"Not a fish fan?" Neville tried a smaller piece. Same result. "Come on, you need to eat something."
Twenty minutes and several rejected offerings later, Neville was ready to admit defeat. Even the Universal Reptilian Nutrient Cubes from the System Mall were ignored.
