Mateo
champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"I have only met him once, he might be a secret romantic for all I know. He certainly made an impression on our dear old dads." Grinning into his drink - because for all of the tension it had caused (and with him being left at the table alone at the end of the get together) - Jack had proven that he could hold his own against Remi and Ronin if nothing else.
Propping his own elbow on the table so he can try and see what else Flora is scribbling, as well as adding suggestions where he thinks they might work, this time once the Doubletake is finished writing, she gets something in return. "Ah! There you go, he is on his way. Poetry," he purrs, straightening back up for another sip of his drink.
Not particularly wanting to continue speaking about Everest - he is not his friend's keeper, particularly since he'd gone and shacked up with his Middle Name - Mateo nonetheless huffs out a long sigh, giving his sister a reluctant nod. "I was trying to help him with Frey," he admits. "It is the only quest I have ever been set, but... well, he got infected, and it became quite unnecessary."
Propping his own elbow on the table so he can try and see what else Flora is scribbling, as well as adding suggestions where he thinks they might work, this time once the Doubletake is finished writing, she gets something in return. "Ah! There you go, he is on his way. Poetry," he purrs, straightening back up for another sip of his drink.
Not particularly wanting to continue speaking about Everest - he is not his friend's keeper, particularly since he'd gone and shacked up with his Middle Name - Mateo nonetheless huffs out a long sigh, giving his sister a reluctant nod. "I was trying to help him with Frey," he admits. "It is the only quest I have ever been set, but... well, he got infected, and it became quite unnecessary."
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
