don't threaten me with a good time

Everest

'How little?' Ever presses. "If it's too small, it'll just look like a triangle with a semicircle under it." For most people an ass-tattoo was one hardly anyone would see; not so for the florist, Ever was sure.

Nodding despite not wanting something as fruity as a Manhattan, Ever nervously licks his lips and shakes his head, despite his eyes staying firmly on the woman's breasts. "Uhh.." He mumbles, of whether the holidays are happy or not, distracted by the sudden whip that one of the men is holding. With tassels on the end to match those on the woman's nipples, somehow the man is able to use the whip to remove them, without hurting her. This nearly has Ever on his feet, assuming that he'd need to provide medical attention given the bullwhip aimed at a lot of vital organs, but the show goes on, and the danger is now properly topless.

Mouth agape and not even noticing as Mateo pilfers his cherries, Ever clears his throat as the woman takes the bullwhip and turns to regard the man. "What...do you think she's planning on doing?" He wonders. "I...This doesn't seem safe."

even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through