Mateo
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"Oh," Mateo echoes with a soft nod, running his tongue across his teeth and frowning into the depths of his drink as if it might hold all the answers to the questions he knows are coming. And honestly he's almost content to let the sounds nice faux pas slide, letting out a whoosh of a sigh as he's forced to commit to this thread of conversation.
"I pissed off Flora. I was worried about her and I think I probably overstepped, telling her how to act after this amount of time." He shrugs. "It made the meeting with Enzo feel a bit weird. And I am still angry with her, even though I know it is my fault as well."
"I pissed off Flora. I was worried about her and I think I probably overstepped, telling her how to act after this amount of time." He shrugs. "It made the meeting with Enzo feel a bit weird. And I am still angry with her, even though I know it is my fault as well."
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
