Everest
"Ohh." That certainly made more sense. Pushing his lips out like he might somehow drink his beverage through osmosis, Ever sighs, giving himself a few more moments to come up with a way of drinking his cocoa before having to remove his scarf. "Well...Maybe you haven't even started to grieve yet." The boy ponders. "But that still narrows it down. You're either at the beginning, or the end." But definitely not the middle.
As Mateo leans back, Ever takes advantage of his friend's closed eyes. Tugging down his scarf to reveal an upper lip and cheeks made fuzzy with patches of dark hair, he takes a welcome drink of his cocoa. 'Maybe we could make lanterns that serve as seed-starter kits. And we could give them to everyone to take care of until the Festival."
As Mateo leans back, Ever takes advantage of his friend's closed eyes. Tugging down his scarf to reveal an upper lip and cheeks made fuzzy with patches of dark hair, he takes a welcome drink of his cocoa. 'Maybe we could make lanterns that serve as seed-starter kits. And we could give them to everyone to take care of until the Festival."
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
