Mateo
champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"Anyone who does not approve does not have eyes, clearly," Mateo says succinctly, his gaze growing wicked and a little teasing to see his sister actively swoon over her lover boy, the botanist nodding sagely. "I knew it. The Grotto though, hm? You best be ready to play nurse and tend his injuries when he gets back, in case he runs into any trouble down there." Fanning Flora dramatically with one of the menus, it's only her oh! of surprise that has him straightening up a little, brow furrowing.
"Wh-- kidnapped?" he repeats, putting down his drink and immediately looking over his sister with fresh eyes, as if to make sure she is okay. "By Hotaru? But she... she is supposed to be the good one." The parent that didn't pull weird shit or shove her hand inside Caido or disappear off to the Cordillera for over a year to have a breakdown. Groaning and rubbing at his forehead, he gives her an affectionate nudge. "I am sorry. Are you alright? Is there anything I can do?" he asks softly.
At the prospect of hitting Remi, though, Mateo can only snort and shake his head. "There will not be a next time," he assures her. "I am not going looking for him, and he has already made it quite clear that he does not need to communicate with me. Didn't he move to Torchline to be closer to us, or some bullshit?"
"Wh-- kidnapped?" he repeats, putting down his drink and immediately looking over his sister with fresh eyes, as if to make sure she is okay. "By Hotaru? But she... she is supposed to be the good one." The parent that didn't pull weird shit or shove her hand inside Caido or disappear off to the Cordillera for over a year to have a breakdown. Groaning and rubbing at his forehead, he gives her an affectionate nudge. "I am sorry. Are you alright? Is there anything I can do?" he asks softly.
At the prospect of hitting Remi, though, Mateo can only snort and shake his head. "There will not be a next time," he assures her. "I am not going looking for him, and he has already made it quite clear that he does not need to communicate with me. Didn't he move to Torchline to be closer to us, or some bullshit?"
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
