Mateo
"I don't know if we have room for a peloton," Mateo says off-handedly. "All the ads I see, people have like an entire room dedicated to the bike. We don't have an extra room for a cult bike." Will this idea of exercising to get a toned butt for a tattoo lead them to moving to a bigger apartment? Honestly, it's never impossible. "It doesn't ruin things for me. It just means you don't have to stare at my ass before you ink it. Unless you want me to work out before, of course."
Mmming at the reminder of little Italian pastries and drinking down his cocktail at an alarming rate, Mateo merely shrugs. "Maybe I can get a pastry and a lotus flower, then," he suggests. "Or if that's not good enough, a little sailboat. My parents lived on a boat for a while, I think." Or he's made it up.
"Lotuses," he corrects absently, setting down his empty glass and watching as the dancers begin the show. There are a lot more people around than when they first seated themselves, but of course Mateo and Ever have chosen a very fortunate table. "They don't tell you how to do your job," he teases, grinning.
Mmming at the reminder of little Italian pastries and drinking down his cocktail at an alarming rate, Mateo merely shrugs. "Maybe I can get a pastry and a lotus flower, then," he suggests. "Or if that's not good enough, a little sailboat. My parents lived on a boat for a while, I think." Or he's made it up.
"Lotuses," he corrects absently, setting down his empty glass and watching as the dancers begin the show. There are a lot more people around than when they first seated themselves, but of course Mateo and Ever have chosen a very fortunate table. "They don't tell you how to do your job," he teases, grinning.
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
