WHO’S HERE FOR THE CHAOS?!?!
Look at this. Backstory for Mateo. you might say “But Hex, aren’t you already writing that other thing with Mateo?” To which I will say “Yes, yes I am. I’m writing both now. Which is definitely not a bad idea. at all.”
"Jesus Christ, Jack, keep your shit together. Your fidgeting makes me wanna punch you." He's pretty sure that Roman is going to make good on that threat, so he stops playing with the already frayed seams of his shirt and scowls. "Well, where the fuck are they then? We've been waiting for-" this time he gets smacked in the back of his head, so hard that he nearly falls over. Jack turns around to scowl at Roman, rubbing the back of his head. He's always thought she'd fit better into one of those Viking series, with her long, dirty blond, braided hair and imposing stature. All she needed was a sword or a spear. Or maybe both. "Our boyfriend is in town, so it's no wonder they're a bit late." Roman says with a sneer. Jack blinks in confusion "Both your boyfriend? I mean, yours and Pallas'?" "Sometimes, yes. Depends on his mood." She flashes him a wide, almost predatory grin. "He has a lot of… special people. Guess that comes with travelling a lot." Roman shrugs and jerks her head towards the end of the road. "There they are." The comment makes Jack turn on his heel and he almost bumps into Pallas. Though it's not them he focuses on immediately, but the much smaller guy currently clinging to their arm. He's cute, cherry red, worn out Doc Martens, thigh high socks and hot pants, coupled with a crop top and an over-sized jacket, sliding off one shoulder. He's smiling at Jack, bright green eyes and freckles, his long, black hair in a braid over his shoulder. "You're Jack, right? I don't think we've met yet" "No, I don't think we have." he smiles back and shakes the kid’s hand “I don’t know your name, though.” He says, raising an eyebrow. “So, I’m at a bit of a disadvantage here, you know.” There’s a chuckle from Pallas who runs their free hand through their hair. “He tends to get a bit too excited sometimes, sorry about that.” They grin down at their boyfriend “This is-“ they get interrupted rather harshly by an elbow to their guts, followed by a pointed stare. “I am not that bad, and I am perfectly capable of introducing myself, thank you very much.” He turns back to Jack, smiling again. “My name’s Mateo, nice to meet you.”