Glider flight (Tag Mac/Open)
Snake was in one of the best moods he'd been in since... since he couldn't remember. He felt like a new man; well fed, lots of booze the night before along with other indulgences and the day before he stole a glider right off a damned base. The world was suddenly right or close enough that he could be in a good mood for once. Snake parked his bike out front and walked up banging loudly on the door. He waited and caught himself singing. Glancing around he smiled seeing no one had heard and turned back to the door waiting for it to open.