I will soon find a title for this I'm sorry - Snace (ppg)

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Snake had struggles not to fall as Ace nearly tripped into his arms.
He shivered as he pushed Ace back up. "Where've you been?"
Ace dizzily stood with his back to his friend. He raised the bottle in his hand.
"Beer."
"Oh."

It was night. Snake didn't know what time it exactly was but he knew it was night, and that's a good thing to know (genius).
Only the light of the moon and the shining stars illuminated the dull and silent surface of Townsville and everything was like dead.
Well, everything except Ace, who already got away from Snake, stumbled across the dump and bumped into the little hut's door.
Snake sighed and followed him.

As he stood besides Ace he took of his mate's shades.
"You drank way too much."
"Didn't," Ace mumbled as he reached out for his shades.
Snake teasingly hid his hands behind his back. "It's dark, you don't need them!"
"I do need them. Give 'em back!" He pulled on Snake's arm and snapped forward as he quickly grabbed his shades. His balance was (insert a word that replaces "for the shit" here) and he fell over his friend.

Snake huffed as they both fell on the ground.
"My clothes-!"
Ace lay on top (top will be an important word for Ace OOPS) of Snake and didn't really seem to even try to get up.
"Your bloody clothes were all dirty anyways. We're on a damn dump."
"That doesn't matter!"
"Nah?"
"No."

(Plot twist: Snake then turned into a cucumber and shoved himself up Ace's ass.)