Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

cliche-ask-max:

the-perfect-scientist:

cliche-ask-max:

the-perfect-scientist:

cliche-ask-max

cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:

Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

Stop…lying to me…I thought you were my friends…friends don’t lie…

//stranger things reference because im absolute traaaaaaaash//

Carlos: *frowns. He’s touched that Max thinks of them as his
friends…. But is sad that he was trying to dismiss it* We are your friends, Max. We want to help you. And I told you…
scientists don’t lie.

David: Neither do Camp Counselors! Except when pretending to
send a kid to the moon! I would never
lie to you, Max!

I…it really was my fault okay? I don’t…want to lose anyone else…I feel clingy and annoying…I feel like…they all hate me…*he reaches for David again*

*David just rubs his shoulder comfortingly* Nobody hates
you. Or… nobody that matters hates you. What… what do you think was your fault?

*Carlos remembered that David didn’t know the whole story
yet.*

I…I killed my dad…it was…all my fault…I should have been…less stupid…

*David is confused.* W… what? Why would you say that, Max?

Carlos: Max, why don’t you start from the beginning.

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