Mateo
champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"Sorry, sorry--" Mateo winces and flaps a hand at Flora in apology from his place at the counter where he starts to brew their tea. "Of course he is a bastard and he ought to have done better for any sister of mine. I just... you like him, so obviously I do not want to say anything I cannot take back, argument or not." Bouncing his eyebrows at her, he turns to lean into the corner of the countertops, letting out a long sigh.
Still, that doesn't prepare him to hear those immortal words from Flora's lips - that Jack is not like most men - and his eyebrows shoot up disbelievingly before he can help himself. Obviously he's jumped to Jack is a Prince Charming over being a fucking telepath, but anyway. "I..." Huffing out a long breath and turning back to the tea, he steeps it and adds a generous amount of honey before bringing it over.
"Is it something you do not think you can work out?" he asks softly. "Because if not, perhaps you were both drunk and he did not act the way you expected him to. Or maybe he was surprised you did not like the dress and you did not act the way he expected you to. Either way, you are not being stupid for feeling the way you do. And given that we are both still tipsy at worst, we can go and set some of his clothes on fire upstairs if you like."
Still, that doesn't prepare him to hear those immortal words from Flora's lips - that Jack is not like most men - and his eyebrows shoot up disbelievingly before he can help himself. Obviously he's jumped to Jack is a Prince Charming over being a fucking telepath, but anyway. "I..." Huffing out a long breath and turning back to the tea, he steeps it and adds a generous amount of honey before bringing it over.
"Is it something you do not think you can work out?" he asks softly. "Because if not, perhaps you were both drunk and he did not act the way you expected him to. Or maybe he was surprised you did not like the dress and you did not act the way he expected you to. Either way, you are not being stupid for feeling the way you do. And given that we are both still tipsy at worst, we can go and set some of his clothes on fire upstairs if you like."
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
