Mateo
who are these people?
I just woke up in my underwear
I just woke up in my underwear
They arrive home sans shoe and blazer, and really, Mateo thinks it's probably for the best. It's not like he's going to wear either item ever again regardless, and this way he only has to throw away a shoe, a shirt and a pair of pants. Reaching out for Petunia before thinking better of it, the florist nods and quietly moves to lean against one of the kitchen counters, wondering if it's worth putting on the coffee machine.
"Shall I get the first aid kit down?" he asks - it's not a task he can complete with an eye swollen shut and shaking fingers, but it seems like he ought to do something. So instead his hands go patting at his pockets, and it's with almost a distraught laugh that he withdraws wallet, keys and a little baggie with a couple of pills in it.
"They didn't even rob me," he whispers, feeling the sting of tears and blinking them back. They didn't want your money, you stupid prick.
"Shall I get the first aid kit down?" he asks - it's not a task he can complete with an eye swollen shut and shaking fingers, but it seems like he ought to do something. So instead his hands go patting at his pockets, and it's with almost a distraught laugh that he withdraws wallet, keys and a little baggie with a couple of pills in it.
"They didn't even rob me," he whispers, feeling the sting of tears and blinking them back. They didn't want your money, you stupid prick.
no liquor left on the shelf
I should probably introduce myself
I should probably introduce myself
