Everest
"I've...watched mine shave." From down the hall and burritoed in a blanket, but still. Having no idea what dad material meant, but interpreting the sentence as the sort of thing that could be construed as a negative, Ever gives his head a shake. "I think you can be any kind of material you want." He offers confidently as his fingers continue to tear apart the top of his cup.
"Breaking?" Reaching up to touch his throat as if expecting to feel broken shards of his voice there, Ever blinks in confusion. 'Should we.. I mean, do we need to heal it? Or...tape..it..?" Was there some sort of paste?
Biting the inside of his cheek, Ever slumps his shoulders. "You think we're weird looking now?" He wonders dubiously, knowing that the answer was yes, but somehow feeling all the worse for hearing it.
"Breaking?" Reaching up to touch his throat as if expecting to feel broken shards of his voice there, Ever blinks in confusion. 'Should we.. I mean, do we need to heal it? Or...tape..it..?" Was there some sort of paste?
Biting the inside of his cheek, Ever slumps his shoulders. "You think we're weird looking now?" He wonders dubiously, knowing that the answer was yes, but somehow feeling all the worse for hearing it.
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
