Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
Saying I know seems like a dick move, so Mateo only gives a gentle nod to his friend. It's all going well so far, and so of course it crashes abruptly into a wall with she died in my arms. Mateo's mouth falls open, and he reaches out without thought to take one of Ever's hands between both of his own. Partially it's for the paramedic, but gods, it's also for him too - and he'll apologise for it later, properly.
"Ever... you didn't say anything all night," he mumbles, whipping around to yell in Italian at the cab that honks its horn at them (it speeds away, naturally). Huffing out another shaky breath, he turns back to his friend. "If she died in your arms, then she wouldn't have been afraid. Not with you. I'm sorry you had to do that though, Ever."
"Ever... you didn't say anything all night," he mumbles, whipping around to yell in Italian at the cab that honks its horn at them (it speeds away, naturally). Huffing out another shaky breath, he turns back to his friend. "If she died in your arms, then she wouldn't have been afraid. Not with you. I'm sorry you had to do that though, Ever."
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
