Everest
Immensely pleased that Mateo only patted him instead of kissing him, the paramedic nods. "Okay. Well...I'm here." It was boilerplate to be sure, but that didn't mean Ever wasn't absolutely sincere just the same.
"I can do that. I'll be in in a minute." Pulling out his phone, Ever sends a few messages to his coworkers to see if anyone could cover for him. He doesn't say why, but given how often he fills in for them, the underlying obligation to reciprocate is one that they can't quite resist. He has two "I can come in"s within minutes. Declining one and accepting the other, Ever puts his phone on the counter and retrieves his box of tattooing implements.
With a glass of wine in one hand with a T3+codine capsule already dissolving in it, Ever pauses outside the bathroom. "Ready?" He asks, trying to judge if there's been a sufficient amount of time for the bath to be filled with Mateo-covering-bubbles.
"I can do that. I'll be in in a minute." Pulling out his phone, Ever sends a few messages to his coworkers to see if anyone could cover for him. He doesn't say why, but given how often he fills in for them, the underlying obligation to reciprocate is one that they can't quite resist. He has two "I can come in"s within minutes. Declining one and accepting the other, Ever puts his phone on the counter and retrieves his box of tattooing implements.
With a glass of wine in one hand with a T3+codine capsule already dissolving in it, Ever pauses outside the bathroom. "Ready?" He asks, trying to judge if there's been a sufficient amount of time for the bath to be filled with Mateo-covering-bubbles.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
