Mateo
champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"A perfectly reasonable way to wake up, they would have you believe," Mateo says dryly, sarcasm laid thick over his tone as he nods down at his drink. "If I ever kidnap you, I will make sure you are kept in only the most beautiful tower, and that all of your needs are catered for. They can keep their silly little boats." Wrinkling his nose, he nods decisively, and even manages a scoff of laughter for Flora's next comment.
"That is sweet, bella, but he will not know why you are hitting him. He has likely already forgotten I exist again. Case in point - you are here, and you did not even know what really happened at the festival. I asked him why he even bothered to have me." Mateo's shrug is sad but accepting, though he raises his eyebrows and has to turn to half catch Flora as she swarms closer, the botanist relaxing into her embrace and giving her an affectionate squeeze in return. "Okay," he mumbles, nodding.
Scooting his barstool closer so they can more or less prop each other up, Mateo is kind enough to get a couple of napkins to clean any liquor Flora spills, offering her an easier smile at her question. "You are doing plenty," he promises her. "And I love you too. I know people must think I am stupid, refusing to leave Stormbreak. But you cannot leave a kid in a place to practically be raised by it, and then be surprised he does not want to leave, no?"
"That is sweet, bella, but he will not know why you are hitting him. He has likely already forgotten I exist again. Case in point - you are here, and you did not even know what really happened at the festival. I asked him why he even bothered to have me." Mateo's shrug is sad but accepting, though he raises his eyebrows and has to turn to half catch Flora as she swarms closer, the botanist relaxing into her embrace and giving her an affectionate squeeze in return. "Okay," he mumbles, nodding.
Scooting his barstool closer so they can more or less prop each other up, Mateo is kind enough to get a couple of napkins to clean any liquor Flora spills, offering her an easier smile at her question. "You are doing plenty," he promises her. "And I love you too. I know people must think I am stupid, refusing to leave Stormbreak. But you cannot leave a kid in a place to practically be raised by it, and then be surprised he does not want to leave, no?"
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
