Everest
'Sushi and Lugosi" Ever replies instantly like he was buzzing in on a tv show; raw fish and vampires? Sure, why not.
'Oh... did I make you cry?' Twisting himself around to gaze up into Mateo's eyes, he reaches around to try and pat his friend's arm but misses, and ends up stroking his knee. "I didn't mean to make you cry." Sounding genuinely apologetic, Ever turns back around and considers. "Well, the first thing to know about him is that he has less chest hair than you'd think, and his second toe is longer than his big toe. But that isn't much of a surprise." The paramedic rolls the wrist of his good arm, as if to suggest that this is just boring preamble.
"His lips and his eyes aren't the same colour and I think he has at least three freckles and twice as many eyelashes."
'Oh... did I make you cry?' Twisting himself around to gaze up into Mateo's eyes, he reaches around to try and pat his friend's arm but misses, and ends up stroking his knee. "I didn't mean to make you cry." Sounding genuinely apologetic, Ever turns back around and considers. "Well, the first thing to know about him is that he has less chest hair than you'd think, and his second toe is longer than his big toe. But that isn't much of a surprise." The paramedic rolls the wrist of his good arm, as if to suggest that this is just boring preamble.
"His lips and his eyes aren't the same colour and I think he has at least three freckles and twice as many eyelashes."
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
