he made you perfect, babe

Matéo

as I watch the foaming breakers
when the tide comes rushing in

Mateo hadn't expected Phoebe herself to be working the front desk and can't help his raised brow as she greets him as a familiar friend might. If your friend was a client for the brothel you ran and had only run into a few times around town and- You know what. Nevermind. He had never expected to get this friendly with the staff, but when one spent more time crying during a session, perhaps it was inevitable.

He nods to her in acknowledgement before answering her question, a tight smile brought to his lips. He hadn't known them to do customer service surveys and the fact that the head of the establishment was asking had set him noticeably on edge. "Enough to keep returning, Phoebe. Isn't that what you want here?"

I will contemplate my lifetime
with its virtues and its sins