Stripping out of his clothes in order to lay adorably if not embarrassingly spread-eagle amidst the carefully cultivated flora, Everest stretches out his arms and makes gentle sweeping motions as if to try and coat himself in the warmth of the moment. It wasn't as though the botanist had never seen his friend naked before—they had grown up together—but certainly neither could likely have predicted that this would be the way in which Everest would willingly strip down.
Shivering and tilting his chin up to encourage the feeling of the lavender, not necessarily realizing that it was Mateo's doing the aviator gives his head a little shake. "I hope so." He answers, before shielding his eyes with one hand in order to better gaze up at his friend. "After she kissed me, it was like I suddenly couldn't remember what I was so anxious about all the time. It felt so light, and now all of this..." He nods vaguely toward the glass Mateo is holding. "..it makes everything so beautiful."
Shivering and tilting his chin up to encourage the feeling of the lavender, not necessarily realizing that it was Mateo's doing the aviator gives his head a little shake. "I hope so." He answers, before shielding his eyes with one hand in order to better gaze up at his friend. "After she kissed me, it was like I suddenly couldn't remember what I was so anxious about all the time. It felt so light, and now all of this..." He nods vaguely toward the glass Mateo is holding. "..it makes everything so beautiful."
If you keep adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
Soon the water will be lost in the well
