Everest
Looking the picture of opposites—Mateo comfortable and chic, Everest stiff and awkward—the aviator can only continue to tilt his head to the side like a dog trying his best to remain in place while also wanting to distance himself as much as possible. "Mmm." He replies warily; for Everest, change was change, even if that change was small and entirely circumstantial.
"I like when it doesn't go without saying." Everest replies guiltily, feeling needy and overbearing for wanting to hear the words rather than just assume them. "Of course you can ask." Swallowing and looking back toward his teacup, his fingers suddenly white-knuckled around its small handle, Ever exhales. "When we were younger, our circle of interactions was smaller. Now that we're older and out of school, you meet so many people regularly that the probability of finding someone you find yourself inclined to spend more time with has grown." Even outside of a romantic relationship, surely there were better-suited friends for the botanist than the awkward aviator.
"I like when it doesn't go without saying." Everest replies guiltily, feeling needy and overbearing for wanting to hear the words rather than just assume them. "Of course you can ask." Swallowing and looking back toward his teacup, his fingers suddenly white-knuckled around its small handle, Ever exhales. "When we were younger, our circle of interactions was smaller. Now that we're older and out of school, you meet so many people regularly that the probability of finding someone you find yourself inclined to spend more time with has grown." Even outside of a romantic relationship, surely there were better-suited friends for the botanist than the awkward aviator.
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
