Everest
It's either 5 am or pm; having worked a double shift, Ever has lost all track of time such that he isn't even confident what day it is. Juggling a massive poinsettia that he'd won in a raffle he didn't even remember entering, Ever fumbles his key into the lock and pushes open the door. Vaguely he registers that the apartment smells of spices, alcohol, and...burnt cookies? Or is that cat litter?
Yawning into the massive red leaves of the plant, Ever stumbles his way to the table to set the poinsettia down. Petunia is on him immediately to investigate what he's brought home, her tail flicking judgmentally back and forth. 'Is Mateo home?' He asks her softly, reaching out to stroke her back (this she evades by apparently twisting her spine in impossible ways), mrrrting ominously under her breath as she bites one of the leaves.
Yawning into the massive red leaves of the plant, Ever stumbles his way to the table to set the poinsettia down. Petunia is on him immediately to investigate what he's brought home, her tail flicking judgmentally back and forth. 'Is Mateo home?' He asks her softly, reaching out to stroke her back (this she evades by apparently twisting her spine in impossible ways), mrrrting ominously under her breath as she bites one of the leaves.
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
