Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
"You mean to tell me that you do not already have heatstroke wearing that?" Mateo raises his eyebrows at Ever; the fact that he's still wearing a shirt with buttons at all is something that the botanist finds utterly hedonistic (and he should know). Still, as his friend dutifully removes his shirt, Mateo washes his hands thoroughly and dries them on a fresh towel, before dragging up an upturned crate so he can sit before the aviator.
It's a nasty rash, and Mateo can see that much even without being who he is, and he lets out a slow breath through his teeth. "How long have you had this?" he wonders, tracking the way it has begun to spread down Ever's ribcage and across his chest. "Is it okay to touch the area around it? I am just trying to tell if it is raised or hot to the touch."
It's a nasty rash, and Mateo can see that much even without being who he is, and he lets out a slow breath through his teeth. "How long have you had this?" he wonders, tracking the way it has begun to spread down Ever's ribcage and across his chest. "Is it okay to touch the area around it? I am just trying to tell if it is raised or hot to the touch."
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
