Mateo
champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
Raising his eyebrows expectantly, a dimpled and mildly disbelieving smile spreading across his face, Mateo props his elbows against the back of a chair with his glass between his hands as Remi explains himself. And it's just as he gets to exactly what Kai is when Flora interrupts, the botanist jumping a bit and abruptly straightening up. He opts to drink away the smile trying twitch into a shit-eating grin, only partially successful by the time Remi slinks away.
"We were being nice," he hisses at his sister, voice rough around the liquor as he turns to make her an accompanying mai tai as well. (He's not a bartender and this is what he's making tonight, and everyone who demands a drink will like it). "Or I was, anyway. And I was honest - I do think Kai is a good guy. Even if he is afraid of ghosts." That last part is mumbled a little smugly and is accompanied by a soft roll of thunder from the ever-darkening sky outside.
"How are things going in the kitchen? Well, I hope, seeing as you just abandoned your boyfriend to both of our fathers to come in here and sass me." Like throwing a lamb to wolves, Flora. For shame.
"We were being nice," he hisses at his sister, voice rough around the liquor as he turns to make her an accompanying mai tai as well. (He's not a bartender and this is what he's making tonight, and everyone who demands a drink will like it). "Or I was, anyway. And I was honest - I do think Kai is a good guy. Even if he is afraid of ghosts." That last part is mumbled a little smugly and is accompanied by a soft roll of thunder from the ever-darkening sky outside.
"How are things going in the kitchen? Well, I hope, seeing as you just abandoned your boyfriend to both of our fathers to come in here and sass me." Like throwing a lamb to wolves, Flora. For shame.
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
