the earth has music for those who listen
Smiling and nodding, Mateo dutifully stands still and lets Ever inspect his face and the illusions going on. "Right?" He smiles brightly, before taking off again until they reach a couple of shutters, behind which the lights are ruddy but bright enough to see by. "Oh, no no. It's fine - you can just have an IOU. You can sit and have makeup done next time and we won't look afterwards." It works for him, at least.
Carefully moving the shutter (and making the chorus of gasps and moans sound a bit clearer by doing so), Mateo ushers Ever to peep through the gap he's made. "See?" he whispers. "That is sex. You'd know if you saw it."
Carefully moving the shutter (and making the chorus of gasps and moans sound a bit clearer by doing so), Mateo ushers Ever to peep through the gap he's made. "See?" he whispers. "That is sex. You'd know if you saw it."
