Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
It is difficult to convince creative types to hurry themselves anywhere, and even more difficult when you are also very easily distracted. Thus Mateo and his little group meander their way to the Rainbow Road in the true sense of the word. He stops to collect some shells and seaglass and to point out a few rare strains of moss on the rocks. Then someone wants to do a quick sketch of the tide coming in, and another person has started to write a ballad about it.
Only halfway through posing for a life drawing does Mateo remember what they're meant to be here for, and he rallies his group with the promise of drink and whatever stash of drugs he's brought along with him. Not until the end of the day though, of course. Even the botanist knows better than that (for now).
Mateo hustles eventually!
Only halfway through posing for a life drawing does Mateo remember what they're meant to be here for, and he rallies his group with the promise of drink and whatever stash of drugs he's brought along with him. Not until the end of the day though, of course. Even the botanist knows better than that (for now).
Mateo hustles eventually!
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
