Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
"You... a ball throwing machine?" Mateo furrows his brow. One might assume that the botanist is one to howl at laughter with that, and were it anyone else he very well might have. Instead, it's with a soft sigh and a kind smile that he rises to his feet to attend to the whistling kettle. "Would you like chamomile tea? Or I also have lavender, ginger or lemongrass."
Because he's not going to make a big deal out of the hows and whys of the poison ivy now that he has his answers. But he is going to offer to play ball with Ever a lot more often, knowing his friend is more likely to accept an invitation than give one.
"It is alright with me. I do not believe her powers can run out..." he says softly, smiling and looping the necklace over his head. "She had magic hands. She still does, it is just that I need to do the pointing, these days." He clearly doesn't mind, any way, and the offer is there if Ever wants to take it .
Because he's not going to make a big deal out of the hows and whys of the poison ivy now that he has his answers. But he is going to offer to play ball with Ever a lot more often, knowing his friend is more likely to accept an invitation than give one.
"It is alright with me. I do not believe her powers can run out..." he says softly, smiling and looping the necklace over his head. "She had magic hands. She still does, it is just that I need to do the pointing, these days." He clearly doesn't mind, any way, and the offer is there if Ever wants to take it .
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
