Mateo
"Excuse me, this is a private conversation," Mateo informs their third wheel - loudly - in the public bathroom. He's still feeling indignant about it when Everest opens the door to the stall, but the sight of his friend causes him to warm up a bit. "Okay, let's go," he agrees readily, moving to hold open the door for him. "There's nothing to apologise for. You came home after a long shift, it's no wonder your body's acting crazy."
Because blaming Ever's body for going rogue of its own accord is likely a better line of thought than just having an erection because he liked the nipple tassels. Mateo (not entirely in a straight line) checks they have everything from their table and leads them out of Margot's and into the cold air. Around them the lights are dazzling now, and he breathes out a cloud of white as he admires it all. "We should get our decorations down from the loft," he suggests.
Because blaming Ever's body for going rogue of its own accord is likely a better line of thought than just having an erection because he liked the nipple tassels. Mateo (not entirely in a straight line) checks they have everything from their table and leads them out of Margot's and into the cold air. Around them the lights are dazzling now, and he breathes out a cloud of white as he admires it all. "We should get our decorations down from the loft," he suggests.
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
