Everest
Opening his mouth to argue, Ever's brows furrow as his lips close. It isn't often that Mateo is able to make a point so succinctly, but as he does it now, the paramedic is forced to concede. "No." He replies, glumly.
'Well, I like your shoes." Cara peeps, inserting herself back into the conversation before beaming at Mateo. "Like the animal?" She wonders, smiling,because homophones are hard.
"What, by the shoes." Ever asks a touch irritably as he looks at Dr. Lockwood and then immediately looks away. Her copper-green dress hugs curves normally hidden by her doctor's coat, and though its been a while since he's seen the statue of liberty, he's almost certain her dress was not that short.
'So..where are we going?' Cara wonders, sidling out from her side of the table and standing next to Ever (uncomfortably, so).
'Well, I like your shoes." Cara peeps, inserting herself back into the conversation before beaming at Mateo. "Like the animal?" She wonders, smiling,
"What, by the shoes." Ever asks a touch irritably as he looks at Dr. Lockwood and then immediately looks away. Her copper-green dress hugs curves normally hidden by her doctor's coat, and though its been a while since he's seen the statue of liberty, he's almost certain her dress was not that short.
'So..where are we going?' Cara wonders, sidling out from her side of the table and standing next to Ever (uncomfortably, so).
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
