Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
"Lo voglio in bocca," Mateo informs his father with a dramatic shrug, though the twinkle in his eyes and the smile on his face give him away; accepting his new cocktail with a flourish of gratitude, if nothing else, the botanist is having a great time while all of this takes place. The food is good, the drinks are good, the company is great (and entertaining if nothing else with the addition of Flora's new beau) and he settles back to gaze at his sister over the top of his glass.
"Is it nicer?" he teases. "I am pretty sure I have seen what both of you are wearing in the windows of one of the boutiques in The Silk Houses." Just saying. Alas, talk about fashion will have to wait, because his fathers are pulling the maturity card and Flora doubles down on it; as such, the botanist settles back to see who will come out on top of this little verbal skirmish.
All he's missing is popcorn.
"Is it nicer?" he teases. "I am pretty sure I have seen what both of you are wearing in the windows of one of the boutiques in The Silk Houses." Just saying. Alas, talk about fashion will have to wait, because his fathers are pulling the maturity card and Flora doubles down on it; as such, the botanist settles back to see who will come out on top of this little verbal skirmish.
All he's missing is popcorn.
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
