Everest
The woman rolls her eyes, but not in a way she's at all slighted by Mateo's comment. "oooh, he goes for the low hanging fruit, mmmm? Careful, or I'll knock you out." Maria grins proudly as if one bad joke required another.
Feeling his stomach turn, Ever looks over his shoulder, spying a Barney Flinstone, a gaggle of zombies, and an—'oh, no..'
"Squid game! Hell yeah!" A group of young surgical students, the frat boys of the medical world, strut over. In green hoodies with various numbers (2 456's and shockingly a 218 and a very smug-looking 101), one clapped Ever hard enough on the back to make him half-stumble forward, while another winked at Mateo. "What a fuckin' show, huh?" One of the residents said while the one with the 101 hoodie grinned. "I'd win that game for sure. I'd leave all you losers to die." He said with an incredibly handsome smile.
Feeling his stomach turn, Ever looks over his shoulder, spying a Barney Flinstone, a gaggle of zombies, and an—'oh, no..'
"Squid game! Hell yeah!" A group of young surgical students, the frat boys of the medical world, strut over. In green hoodies with various numbers (2 456's and shockingly a 218 and a very smug-looking 101), one clapped Ever hard enough on the back to make him half-stumble forward, while another winked at Mateo. "What a fuckin' show, huh?" One of the residents said while the one with the 101 hoodie grinned. "I'd win that game for sure. I'd leave all you losers to die." He said with an incredibly handsome smile.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
