Mateo
"That is gross, Everest," Mateo says cheerfully, though he can't deny that his friend definitely comes with a great deal of useful information, albeit strange and macabre. Humming a note of oh, I see to hear about golden ratio (and knowing nothing about what that might mean, because Mateo usually just presses buttons and decides which filters look sexy), he gently drops down to one knee for the children to fuss about him.
A few more butterflies have come to say hello in the meantime and, hearing Ever's warning but being in a much better position to explain this to the kids, Mateo does just that, holding up a large, golden insect which has perched on the tip of his finger. "Would you like to see them more closely as well?" he asks the paramedic.
A few more butterflies have come to say hello in the meantime and, hearing Ever's warning but being in a much better position to explain this to the kids, Mateo does just that, holding up a large, golden insect which has perched on the tip of his finger. "Would you like to see them more closely as well?" he asks the paramedic.
i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
i'm not as think as you drunk i am
