Everest
'NO—' Ever says loudly, the force of his voice surprising even himself. Immediately he's on his feet, reaching out for Mateo as if to drag him from the clutches of some creature's mouth. But, as almost always is the case, his friend is perfectly alright. Still, the Hart boy's fingers are trembling slightly where they grip Mateo's shoulder.
Puffing a breath forcefully through his nose, Ever's lower lip puckers slightly, unsure whether or not to let Mateo go or keep holding onto him lest he somehow slip and fall into the space the bag is capable of making. "Maybe Paige can bring things to make puppets with." He murmurs, still unsettled to see his friend's lower body swallowed up the way it was. " Uhm...Can you get out so I can bring it with me?" Ever asks, tugging imploring at the hem of Mateo's shirt.
Puffing a breath forcefully through his nose, Ever's lower lip puckers slightly, unsure whether or not to let Mateo go or keep holding onto him lest he somehow slip and fall into the space the bag is capable of making. "Maybe Paige can bring things to make puppets with." He murmurs, still unsettled to see his friend's lower body swallowed up the way it was. " Uhm...Can you get out so I can bring it with me?" Ever asks, tugging imploring at the hem of Mateo's shirt.
the words you speak
become the house you live in
become the house you live in
