Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
"Non sono un bambino, ma non leggo nemmeno nel pensiero," Mateo hisses back automatically, his blue eyes darkening. (Bonus points for the actual mind readers in the audience). "Pensavo che mia sorella fosse morta. Pensavo che lo facessi anche tu! Besides, if I had picked up a pen, would you have even replied?" His hand clenches around the cup a little, the drink starting to burn in the back of his throat.
"Fai un sacco di supposizioni, Papà. But I did not expect you to try and make this my fault." Shaking his head, if they appear dRaMaTiC, so be it, but given his own past few days, he feels as if he's got a bit of a right to it. "You did not send word to me because it did not even enter your mind to do so. I rarely do." He takes a moment to drain his second cup, crushing it in his hand and tossing it into a waste basket.
"Non so nemmeno perché mi hai avuto."
"Fai un sacco di supposizioni, Papà. But I did not expect you to try and make this my fault." Shaking his head, if they appear dRaMaTiC, so be it, but given his own past few days, he feels as if he's got a bit of a right to it. "You did not send word to me because it did not even enter your mind to do so. I rarely do." He takes a moment to drain his second cup, crushing it in his hand and tossing it into a waste basket.
"Non so nemmeno perché mi hai avuto."
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
