*laying face down in the dirt* yeah, why do you ask?
*frowns, but kneels down and pats his shoulder* You’re in the dirt, buddy. Come on… get up.
i don’t really wanna.. *he mumbles, shifting so he can at least see Carlos*
A bed will be much more comfortable, and cleaner, I promise. *he smiles at Max when the kid looks at him*
i thought about it but part of me is afraid to move.. *he wipes dirt and tears off his face*
*Carlos’ smile drops* I’m sorry to hear that, buddy… want me to carry you?
*he shrugs* i guess.. probably better then laying in the dirt for hours…
*he rolls Max into one arm and once he has a hold on the boy he stands up, cradling him close* Let’s get you to your tent, pal, huh?
*he loosely clung to Carlos as he stood up, still shaking softly as he nodded* ..okay
*Carlos rubs Max’s shoulder as he walks him over to his tent.* Do you have a different shirt you can change into so you don’t get dirt in your cot?
no.. all the others got wrecked so i had to get rid of them *he sighed softly* i’ve been meaning to get new ones
Oh… well, that’s something we’ll do soon. At least take off your hoodie so you don’t overheat, okay buddy? *he carries Max into the tent and gently sets him down on the cot*
*he hesitates before nodding again, pulling off his hoodie and tossing it aside. before he pulled his blanket over himself, Carlos could see he was wearing more bandages then normal*
*Carlos frowned slightly. He picked up Max’s hoodie and shook it out before folding it and setting it down at the foot of the bed.* Do you just wanna sleep, Max? Or do you wanna talk about anything?
*he shrugged slightly, his voice was quiet* i dunno.. some of the stuff we could talk about might keep me longer
but there’s probably some stuff that needs to be talked about…Might keep you longer? What does that mean, Max?
keep me up longer i mean *he chuckles slightly*
Oh. I’m sorry, I must’ve misheard. So… I take it that you do wanna talk, then?
*he glances away, tightly holding the blanket* do you ever… look at someone you love and realise… you don’t really love them anymore? you want to love them but you just don’t… and it just leaves you feeling guilty because you’ve been with them for so long and they’ve helped you so much a-and you don’t want to leave them but at the same time you’re worried that they’ll leave you *he dries his eyes and looks away*
*blinks at Max* Uh… no… I honestly can’t say that I have. But… I’ve been on the receiving end of unrequited love… *what the hell has Max gone through??*
*he sighs softly, almost whispering* it really sucks…
I’m sorry, buddy… I truly am. Sometimes though… romantic relationships run their course. It doesn’t mean you should stop being friends, but… if the love isn’t there, then…
but i don’t want to be friends with her..! i still want to date her and be with her but i…
But you don’t love her. It’s okay if friends go out sometimes… but if you don’t feel like you love her, then it’s not worth it trying to keep acting like it Max. Trust me, I… I’ve had a similar experience.
*he frowns and lays on his side* .. life sucks… alot
I’m sorry, Max… I really am.
you don’t have anything to be sorry for.. at least at me.. *he yawns*
Well, “I express my sympathy, and a little bit of empathy” is a bit of a mouthful to say, Max, don’t you think? *offers the kid a slight smile*
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