there was no where for me to stay, but I stayed anyway
"Alright." Everest confirms with a slight nod of his head. His thoughts were a flurry of scheduling logistics and potential conflicts; would there be a day when Sohalia and Mateo's schedules aligned? Could the schooner carry the three of them, or would Sohalia have to be perched as an owl (and thus fairly weightless)? Had he overstepped in making this offer? Feeling suddenly easy about this relatively harmless invitation, especially given how fond Mateo had seemed when speaking of Sohalia, Everest gulped a mouthful of air before rubbing at his forehead with the back of his hand.
Worried that perhaps he'd made a terrible mistake (he hadn't) and that Mateo was going to be cross with him (he wouldn't), Everest decides that if those two things were true, it was better to get it over with sooner rather than later. So, fumbling to place his pencil perfectly back into its slot, the aviator closes his notebook and abruptly stands. "It was very nice to meet you Sohalia, but I have to go." Bumbling and awkward as ever, Everest gave a parting nod before walking swiftly towards a certain botanist's shop with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
~FIN
Worried that perhaps he'd made a terrible mistake (he hadn't) and that Mateo was going to be cross with him (he wouldn't), Everest decides that if those two things were true, it was better to get it over with sooner rather than later. So, fumbling to place his pencil perfectly back into its slot, the aviator closes his notebook and abruptly stands. "It was very nice to meet you Sohalia, but I have to go." Bumbling and awkward as ever, Everest gave a parting nod before walking swiftly towards a certain botanist's shop with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
~FIN
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