Mateo
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
Mateo is smiling, but Ever won't be able to see it because he's got his face pressed into the mat, though he does hum a note of thanks at his friend's encouragement. Mateo also likes yoga, because it doesn't involve running and he can wear his favourite boho clothes to do it. Also the sort of spiritual guys and dolls who frequent yoga classes are usually a little DTFy. At the pat against his back, his fingers spider forward to lengthen the stretch along his spine, and by the time he sinks back onto his knees Ever has almost completely pretzeled himself against the ground.
"Tell me again why we aren't getting you into online dating?" he says jokingly, stretching out his hamstrings now. "That kind of flexibility will have people melting all over each other to get to you. Didn't know you were so limber." Maybe paramedics had to bend and stretch themselves into impossible positions to get to patients, though - he sure as fuck doesn't know.
"Tell me again why we aren't getting you into online dating?" he says jokingly, stretching out his hamstrings now. "That kind of flexibility will have people melting all over each other to get to you. Didn't know you were so limber." Maybe paramedics had to bend and stretch themselves into impossible positions to get to patients, though - he sure as fuck doesn't know.
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
