Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
"Some things are more important. This is is more important, Ever," Mateo says, his brows furrowed enough that he'll probably need a face mask to get rid of the wrinkles that will want to start to form. Giving Ever's hand a gentle squeeze (it's like holding onto a wet shirt), the florist tilts his head as if wondering how things could be worse than what his friend is already saying. And as it turns out to be a lie in a woman's dying moments?
It's no surprise that Mateo is crying too, because he's a hot mess at the best of times, but at least it's for an entirely different reason. "Ever, that's a nice thing. She would have been happy to think about that," he mumbles. "I promise. If it had been me, I'd have been glad you were there."
It's no surprise that Mateo is crying too, because he's a hot mess at the best of times, but at least it's for an entirely different reason. "Ever, that's a nice thing. She would have been happy to think about that," he mumbles. "I promise. If it had been me, I'd have been glad you were there."
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