Everest
'Okay. I will.' Ever replies obediently. He'll find Fiadh to be exactly as he remembered her being, if not a bit taller. Such was his interest in willow-y redheads. 'Oh. Well...maybe you could practice first.' Holding up one of his hands to try and make a mouth out of the side of his fist, Ever tilts his head, before giving it an experimental smooch.
He felt precisely nothing.
Glancing skeptically at Mateo as if his friend might have some suggestions, he immediately gives his head a shake. "No...I don't think so. All the things you're supposed to feel...like butterflies in your stomach and things like that, I never do. Anytime I think about kissing anyone I just think about how smushy lips are and all the saliva. And what do you do with your hands? And how do you breathe? And what if you haven't just brushed your teeth?" Sweating just at the thought, Ever frowns and gives his head a few more quick shakes. "I don't see what's so great about pushing your lips against someone else's."
He felt precisely nothing.
Glancing skeptically at Mateo as if his friend might have some suggestions, he immediately gives his head a shake. "No...I don't think so. All the things you're supposed to feel...like butterflies in your stomach and things like that, I never do. Anytime I think about kissing anyone I just think about how smushy lips are and all the saliva. And what do you do with your hands? And how do you breathe? And what if you haven't just brushed your teeth?" Sweating just at the thought, Ever frowns and gives his head a few more quick shakes. "I don't see what's so great about pushing your lips against someone else's."
But if the song never stopped, it wouldn't have any magic
So even though it's gotta end, I'll keep singing along
So even though it's gotta end, I'll keep singing along
