Everest
He could. He absolutely could. Or, more than likely, he'd just sneeze constantly at home and deal with it. "Hey." Ever huffs unhappily, the comparison doing precisely what Mateo hoped it would, leaving the paramedic frowning deeply enough that you could probably lodge a coin between his eyes and have it stay.
Rolling his eyes at Mateo's back as he's scolded and then ignored, Ever rubs at his nose which has already gone quite red. But then Mateo is back sounding quite pleased with himself in a way that is immediately concerning. "Sure.." Standing, to which the cat on his lap takes great offence, Ever follows Mateo and the receptionist. He tries not to notice how she seems to have hiked her Lululemon sweat pants up, or how her ass seemed to wiggle with each and every step. Surely that was uncomfortable? "We can get whichever you like. Really. I can make it work." Ever whispers, before having to cut short whatever else he might have had to say as a cage is opened and a gorgeous blue-eyed cat is revealed.
She does dart out the way the others have, but instead inspects the three cautiously, her tail flicking with obvious judgement.
Rolling his eyes at Mateo's back as he's scolded and then ignored, Ever rubs at his nose which has already gone quite red. But then Mateo is back sounding quite pleased with himself in a way that is immediately concerning. "Sure.." Standing, to which the cat on his lap takes great offence, Ever follows Mateo and the receptionist. He tries not to notice how she seems to have hiked her Lululemon sweat pants up, or how her ass seemed to wiggle with each and every step. Surely that was uncomfortable? "We can get whichever you like. Really. I can make it work." Ever whispers, before having to cut short whatever else he might have had to say as a cage is opened and a gorgeous blue-eyed cat is revealed.
She does dart out the way the others have, but instead inspects the three cautiously, her tail flicking with obvious judgement.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
