MATEO
"Noooo!" That, of course, is to the cocoa, and Mateo is flailing to try and help with Ever's falling cup - which only results in the tragic sloshing of most of his own drink onto the ground as well. "NOOOO," Mateo bleats again, and if it weren't for the fact that Ever has a patchy, peach fuzz thing going on, he might have cried about it.
As the other boy tries to shrink down, Mateo tries to ogle more, so thankfully Ever stops so it doesn't result in a neck cramp for either or both of them. "Spreading where," he wants to know with narrowed eyes, reaching up towards his (currently clean shaven) upper lip. "Mine only appears here, and I only have to shave it like... hardly ever." Is he grumpy about it? Maybe.
As the other boy tries to shrink down, Mateo tries to ogle more, so thankfully Ever stops so it doesn't result in a neck cramp for either or both of them. "Spreading where," he wants to know with narrowed eyes, reaching up towards his (currently clean shaven) upper lip. "Mine only appears here, and I only have to shave it like... hardly ever." Is he grumpy about it? Maybe.
the earth has music for those who listen
