Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
The thing about it being realistic is that it doesn't really matter when the walls are melting together, as Mateo can definitely attest to right now. He's only aware that he's bumped into Ever once the other man speaks, and he manages a small smile that the paramedic will catch just as a shaft of light falls across his face. "Yeah, I - your lipstick makes your mouth look like it's on fire, Ever," he whispers, before Carnations gives him a gentle tug to direct him forward.
Into more horror.
Mateo manages to step forward enough that he's in through the door and surrounded by the nursery rhymes, but as darkness envelops him again he can almost feel it skittering over his body, trying to invade his nose and mouth until he can't breathe. Gagging a little, he falls to a halt with his hand clapped over his mouth and his eyes squeezed shut, trying to ignore the churning in his stomach and the way he can feel his pulse fluttering in his ears and throat.
Given that he's stopped abruptly in the hall, it's only natural that Ever and Cara will eventually bump into him, and Mateo has yanked his hand out of Carnations as she tries to urge him forward. "I need to go home," he mumbles to Ever in a low and trembling voice that pulls away all of his bravado.
Into more horror.
Mateo manages to step forward enough that he's in through the door and surrounded by the nursery rhymes, but as darkness envelops him again he can almost feel it skittering over his body, trying to invade his nose and mouth until he can't breathe. Gagging a little, he falls to a halt with his hand clapped over his mouth and his eyes squeezed shut, trying to ignore the churning in his stomach and the way he can feel his pulse fluttering in his ears and throat.
Given that he's stopped abruptly in the hall, it's only natural that Ever and Cara will eventually bump into him, and Mateo has yanked his hand out of Carnations as she tries to urge him forward. "I need to go home," he mumbles to Ever in a low and trembling voice that pulls away all of his bravado.
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
