Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
There are things happening around him but Mateo is aware of very little of them. He rubs at one eye with the sleeve of his jacket, like he can wipe off the darkness that way, but of course it only actually succeeds in ruining at least half of his carefully applied makeup. The arm around his shoulders is a guiding force that he trundles after, hiccuping in a breath or two as they side-step the horror and move towards the blood pouring from the ceiling instead.
Quite why that doesn't freak him out the way the darkness did isn't something Mateo is willing or able to examine right now. Instead he swallows hard and nods to Ever, seeming less larger-than-life beneath the paramedic's arm and more wiry addict tripping balls, which is of course completely true. "What kind of air?" he mumbles, like there are different types, and rather than pushing the door to the exit, Mateo merely swats at it until it opens up for them.
Quite why that doesn't freak him out the way the darkness did isn't something Mateo is willing or able to examine right now. Instead he swallows hard and nods to Ever, seeming less larger-than-life beneath the paramedic's arm and more wiry addict tripping balls, which is of course completely true. "What kind of air?" he mumbles, like there are different types, and rather than pushing the door to the exit, Mateo merely swats at it until it opens up for them.
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
