Everest
"Oh." Ever frowns. He'd absolutely thought kissing was just for mouths (and the tops of hands, but that was mostly in fairytales). "Kissing seems really complicated." He murmurs with a small huff, suddenly realizing that there was some important distinction between kissing and kissing something better, for instance. But it couldn't just be whether or not you wanted to date the person you were kissing, because Mateo and Ever were on a date right now, but it wasn't the same thing at all.
Reaching for Mateo's hand, but not before having a minor panic attack as he wonders whether this was another instance of hand holding and whether or not that meant something in relation to their date, Ever gets to his feet and dusts of the back of his pants. "All of this is so complicated, the more I think about it." He says, walking precisely in the middle of the bridge. "Maybe you can just do all the dating and the kissing for the both of us, and I'll do all the eating of vegetables."
That seemed like a fair enough trade.
Reaching for Mateo's hand, but not before having a minor panic attack as he wonders whether this was another instance of hand holding and whether or not that meant something in relation to their date, Ever gets to his feet and dusts of the back of his pants. "All of this is so complicated, the more I think about it." He says, walking precisely in the middle of the bridge. "Maybe you can just do all the dating and the kissing for the both of us, and I'll do all the eating of vegetables."
That seemed like a fair enough trade.
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
