Everest
'No, no, burritos are fine.' Ever replies automatically. He'll just...unwrap them and eat only the eggs. That seems like the most his stomach can handle.
Narrowing his eyes slightly as he traces Mateo's movements, Ever tries to push away the foam behind his eyelids to try and remember what had happened. "You..picked me up from the hospital, and then we ate and watched a movie..didn't we?" That's what he'd surmised given the leftovers this morning, and the fact that he'd made it home from the hospital.
Mateo's explanation makes much more sense to Ever than the truth would have, and he finds himself nodding into his coffee as he takes another sip. "Are you okay now?" He wonders, setting his coffee down. Though it was true Mateo's neediness wasn't uncommon, that didn't mean it was without basis.
Narrowing his eyes slightly as he traces Mateo's movements, Ever tries to push away the foam behind his eyelids to try and remember what had happened. "You..picked me up from the hospital, and then we ate and watched a movie..didn't we?" That's what he'd surmised given the leftovers this morning, and the fact that he'd made it home from the hospital.
Mateo's explanation makes much more sense to Ever than the truth would have, and he finds himself nodding into his coffee as he takes another sip. "Are you okay now?" He wonders, setting his coffee down. Though it was true Mateo's neediness wasn't uncommon, that didn't mean it was without basis.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
