Everest
"Oh, oh right." Ever mumbles and nods as if Mateo's explanation strikes a chord even though it doesn't. Person or bar, it hardly matters, so long as there's time to sleep before. Politely accepting one of the offered stars, Ever gives it an experimental sniff before taking a small bite. It actually isn't terrible, but not having a particularly large sweet tooth, it's not what he wants in his mouth after such a long day(s). 'Mmm. Really nice.'
Looking blearily down at the poinsettia, Ever nods, adjusting it almost apologetically as if a different orientation on the table might somehow make things better. "No, I ... won it. In a raffle. I think it was for charity. I was going to give it to someone on my way home, but no one wanted it." Strange that, why wouldn't someone want a massive plant offered to them by a man spelling of trauma and looking like the walking dead.
Looking blearily down at the poinsettia, Ever nods, adjusting it almost apologetically as if a different orientation on the table might somehow make things better. "No, I ... won it. In a raffle. I think it was for charity. I was going to give it to someone on my way home, but no one wanted it." Strange that, why wouldn't someone want a massive plant offered to them by a man spelling of trauma and looking like the walking dead.
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
