Everest
Turning, having not yet reached the bathroom Ever quietly considers his friend's question. "Yes." He decides, being both early and late in varying respects. However as the florist's attention is turned toward the items on the tabletop, all thoughts about his bowels disappear as Ever hustles back toward the table. "No—!" He calls a bit too enthusiastically (for him). "—er, no. Those are mine." Reaching for the organ-cooler and then the box, Ever tugs them toward his side of the table.
"Do you want to see?" He asks, sounding uncharacteristically excited, such that there almost seems to be a sparkle in his blue gaze as he glances across at Mateo.
"Do you want to see?" He asks, sounding uncharacteristically excited, such that there almost seems to be a sparkle in his blue gaze as he glances across at Mateo.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
