You got it this time?
Yeah, I got it. You’re spotting me still, right Max?
Yep.
Okay – thanks, buddy. I’m gonna go for the same spot as before… *Carlos gets close to the fire pit and, much slower this time, he starts to lower the pot back to the ground*
Alright. *the pondscum slid off the stick he was holding, resulting in Max silently swearing*
*Carlos glanced at him, confused.* You okay, buddy?
Yep, totally, all good. *he doesn’t sound too sure but it’s just pondscum it’s fine*
*Carlos hums and finally gets the pot on the ground* There we go! Second time’s the charm!
I’m,,, really tempted to kick it,, but I’m not gonna. *he takes a couple pods from his pocket* y’know what’s cool? I can fit a bunch of stuff in this hoodie. 20 pudding cups, or a book for examplez
*Carlos smiled at him and nodded* I know, right? I used to stuff all kinds of things in my hoodie when I was a kid – dirt, notebooks, joy buzzers, my pet rat…