Mateo
"Two days off?" Mateo beams at Ever, and once they're all buttoned and wrapped up and he's made sure he has his keys and has left food for Petunia, he steps out of the apartment and lets the other man lock up (because he knows it'll make him feel better). "Well in that case, I don't promise any of that. We can make a night of it, and we will have a wonderful Christmas time." Giggling to himself, Mateo whirls away down the stairs.
"Mm? Oh - Red Amaryllis, Latin name Hippeastrum. Just as festive, but much prettier," he says easily.
They walk to Margot's so they can see the lights as they go, which are as dazzling and gorgeous as anyone might expect from NYC. Mateo dawdles and takes a few pictures for his insta (of course), and by the time they arrive at the quirkly little speakeasy, his nose and fingers are a bit numb. With a special rat-tat-tat-tat at the door, the bouncer opens up for them and steps aside for them to enter.
It's quiet because it's a weeknight, but also because people are frequenting the outdoor-type venues at the moment. Mateo doesn't mind it, beckoning Ever to the bar so they can choose a cocktail.
"Mm? Oh - Red Amaryllis, Latin name Hippeastrum. Just as festive, but much prettier," he says easily.
They walk to Margot's so they can see the lights as they go, which are as dazzling and gorgeous as anyone might expect from NYC. Mateo dawdles and takes a few pictures for his insta (of course), and by the time they arrive at the quirkly little speakeasy, his nose and fingers are a bit numb. With a special rat-tat-tat-tat at the door, the bouncer opens up for them and steps aside for them to enter.
It's quiet because it's a weeknight, but also because people are frequenting the outdoor-type venues at the moment. Mateo doesn't mind it, beckoning Ever to the bar so they can choose a cocktail.
I'm a scholar and a gentleman
And I don't usually fall when I try to stand
And I don't usually fall when I try to stand
