Mateo
It isn't uncommon for La Verbena to be draped in greenery; Mateo has been cultivating the cascade of lavender against the side of her hull for as long as he's lived there. This, though - this is taking it to the next level. The botanist has successfully cleared out his shop and its contents now, but that means his schooner is currently supporting an impressive variety of flora - and not all of it is safe to handle.
"KAI!" Mateo pops up onto the deck of the ship at the sound of his name, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and grinning down at his friend, because if he stops being cheerful and breezy about this then he's going to crack like an egg. "Ooooh, you brought treats! Come on up." Beckoning him aboard, Kai will see that the deck is still laden with boxes, some of which are fine to stay open to the elements but others that need to be brought belowdecks.
"If you are offering, I would really appreciate it," he admits with a smaller smile, reaching up to tighten the messy bun his curls have been swept into so he can keep the heat off the back of his neck. For the botanist's part, he's wearing a tank top that's more hole than fabric and looks as if it's been fashioned out of a fishnet (because it has) and a pair of yoga pants with crashing wave patterns. "I need to move the rest of these boxes downstairs."
"KAI!" Mateo pops up onto the deck of the ship at the sound of his name, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and grinning down at his friend, because if he stops being cheerful and breezy about this then he's going to crack like an egg. "Ooooh, you brought treats! Come on up." Beckoning him aboard, Kai will see that the deck is still laden with boxes, some of which are fine to stay open to the elements but others that need to be brought belowdecks.
"If you are offering, I would really appreciate it," he admits with a smaller smile, reaching up to tighten the messy bun his curls have been swept into so he can keep the heat off the back of his neck. For the botanist's part, he's wearing a tank top that's more hole than fabric and looks as if it's been fashioned out of a fishnet (because it has) and a pair of yoga pants with crashing wave patterns. "I need to move the rest of these boxes downstairs."
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
