champagne, cocaine, gasoline; and most things in between
"Grazie, papa, Mateo calls after his father, before slumping back down into his new (and hopefully temporary) bedroom, letting his eyes shut so he can imagine he's home instead. Given Stormbreak's position in the sky and that the Needle is something of a wind tunnel, by the time the Lullaby does arrive, the botanist will be slumped, miserable and chilly against the bars of his cell, blearily looking up at the sound of Remi's voice.
"Io sono qui," he trills out through a hoarse laugh, trying to wend his way to his feet. Barefoot and in nothing more than a pair of hot pink underwear, he waits patiently to be found. "One of the guards and I had a great time here last night," he explains. "But I think he may have forgotten I was here when he left. He locked me in. I do not know where my clothes are." Or if he even had any when he came out.
"Io sono qui," he trills out through a hoarse laugh, trying to wend his way to his feet. Barefoot and in nothing more than a pair of hot pink underwear, he waits patiently to be found. "One of the guards and I had a great time here last night," he explains. "But I think he may have forgotten I was here when he left. He locked me in. I do not know where my clothes are." Or if he even had any when he came out.
