champagne, cocaine, gasoline; and most things in between
”Wasn't it?” Mateo laughs and turns on heel as well as they are spilled back out into the cool night air, the botanist inhaling deeply and letting it out again as if he might be able to fit all of Stormbreak within his lungs if he just tries hard enough. ”We can go back whenever you like - just come and find me up here and I will make sure there is a party waiting for you.” An easy promise for a place like the silk houses, of course, but it doesn’t make it less true.
As their fingers lace Mateo of course gives Charlie a little twirl until she is hugged against his side, allowing him to lean down so they are cheek to cheek. ”I do not know how far far is for you, but it is up there,” he says, pointing to the sparkling observatory that towers overhead; albeit quite some distance away, for those logical enough to realise it. ”Would you like me to get us a ride?”
As their fingers lace Mateo of course gives Charlie a little twirl until she is hugged against his side, allowing him to lean down so they are cheek to cheek. ”I do not know how far far is for you, but it is up there,” he says, pointing to the sparkling observatory that towers overhead; albeit quite some distance away, for those logical enough to realise it. ”Would you like me to get us a ride?”
