Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
Whether it's because the latest round of drugs in his system are starting to let off, leaving him floating on the continuing acid trip, or because he's been bundled into the cab with Ever and things are silent and there's food to look forward to, but Mateo is indeed very cheerful as they head home. His head lolls occasionally against Ever's shoulder, and he seems close to tears by the beauty of a billboard about cat food, but all in all it's a fairly standard trip.
By the time they are waiting for food in the apartment, Mateo has flung himself out of his clothes and is dressed in tartan pajama bottoms, his bunny slippers and a grey cableknit sweater. He's curled up on their sofa to load up Hocus Pocus with a blanket around his shoulders and a bunch of makeup wipes and some vErY ExPeNsIvE night cream. "Of course you are," he pipes up, smiling wearily across at Ever.
"I can do it for you if you want. This stuff's better than water."
By the time they are waiting for food in the apartment, Mateo has flung himself out of his clothes and is dressed in tartan pajama bottoms, his bunny slippers and a grey cableknit sweater. He's curled up on their sofa to load up Hocus Pocus with a blanket around his shoulders and a bunch of makeup wipes and some vErY ExPeNsIvE night cream. "Of course you are," he pipes up, smiling wearily across at Ever.
"I can do it for you if you want. This stuff's better than water."
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
