Mateo
"I will take that as a compliment," Mateo says warmly, blowing a kiss at Koa before promptly folding the wax paper and slipping the parcel back wherever it came from. Nudging his friend back as if they're going to start a game of competitive foostie at the bar, the botanist releases an indulgent sigh and rolls his wrist in a way that's distinctly Remi Taliesin. "Everybody is special in their own way, Koa. You really must learn that." Dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge to that question.
What he doesn't expect is the sudden switch in the dragoon's demeanour, Mateo all but sitting back on his barstool to avoid the way Koa melts onto the counter. Blue eyes growing wide, he reaches out to drape an arm over the other boy's shoulder, leaning in as if he's about to impart some secret wisdom.
"I think there is a girl at Molly's who has a magic ring that allows her to look like other people. You could fuck her instead?" So helpful.
What he doesn't expect is the sudden switch in the dragoon's demeanour, Mateo all but sitting back on his barstool to avoid the way Koa melts onto the counter. Blue eyes growing wide, he reaches out to drape an arm over the other boy's shoulder, leaning in as if he's about to impart some secret wisdom.
"I think there is a girl at Molly's who has a magic ring that allows her to look like other people. You could fuck her instead?" So helpful.
I'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I don't usually fall when I try to stand
And I don't usually fall when I try to stand
