Everest
Cara is saying something that Ever can't quite make out; her hand keeps edging higher and higher onto his thigh and now her fingers are beginning to creep between his legs such that the only sound he can hear are the sirens in his mind. 'You're pretty.' Cara murmurs, squinting at Carnations and not bothering at all to try and sit up.
All but gulping Ever nods rapidly. "Sure. Yes. Downstairs is good." And though he's eager to be anywhere else, he still reaches out for the glass of water and hands it to Mateo. 'Hello.' He says with a polite nod to Carnations. Trying to untangle himself from Cara's pawing hands, he nevertheless reaches out to help her off her stool. "You could..stay here, if you need a minute?" He suggests. "Noooo, I want to come." Cara protests, which Ever is forced to accept with a tight-lipped smile.
All but gulping Ever nods rapidly. "Sure. Yes. Downstairs is good." And though he's eager to be anywhere else, he still reaches out for the glass of water and hands it to Mateo. 'Hello.' He says with a polite nod to Carnations. Trying to untangle himself from Cara's pawing hands, he nevertheless reaches out to help her off her stool. "You could..stay here, if you need a minute?" He suggests. "Noooo, I want to come." Cara protests, which Ever is forced to accept with a tight-lipped smile.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
