Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
However long the pause, Mateo waits with brows raised in curiosity and a smile playing across his lips, head tilting enough to set the array of hoops in his ears to clinking. "Oho," he purrs as she clarifies, giving a quirky little curtsey as if to say he's pleased to meet her acquaintance and to supply her oblivion. "What flavour of nothing do we want?" he asks, straightening back up to rummage in what looks like a cross between a corset and a waistcoat, withdrawing two small paper parcels after a moment or two.
"This one will have you dancing until dawn and caring about nothing more than having a great time with anyone you happen to meet," He waves the first parcel. "Whereas this one will have you floating on cloud nine until you fall asleep. I do not recommend it if you do not have somewhere to stay first, though." Otherwise she'll be out of her mind on dreamdust in some chilly, damp alleyway somewhere.
"This one will have you dancing until dawn and caring about nothing more than having a great time with anyone you happen to meet," He waves the first parcel. "Whereas this one will have you floating on cloud nine until you fall asleep. I do not recommend it if you do not have somewhere to stay first, though." Otherwise she'll be out of her mind on dreamdust in some chilly, damp alleyway somewhere.
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
