*Iooks at @dedmaxsearchhistory. Not judging or anything – he just wants to see what Max has to say about that.*
((due to annoying-ass circumstances I wasn’t able to respond to this right away, so the timing is kind of weird. Sorry
*he goes to say something but stops* …. yeah, i have no good explaination for this, uhhh….
As in…? Do you have bullets or not?
yyyes…?
And… do you have a gun for these bullets, Max?
*awkward glance away* y-yyyes…
*sighes* Max… it’s very dangerous for you to have a weapon like that. Where is it right now?
i-i know it is, but i know how to use and handle it..! and i-i don’t really remember when it is..
Max… you tell me you know how to handle it, but you don’t know where it is. That’s not handling it well at all. I want you to realize that.
i mean i know how to handle it when i actually have it! but Reid keeps taking it and hiding it..
I wonder why, Max. *he sighs again* Max… you must understand that a gun is really only good for one thing – shooting and killing something. Target shooting could be fun, yeah, but guns were made for hunting and war. It’s something that a kid should not have unsupervised operation of.
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kindaknow..! i just-.. *he sighed and frowned, shoving his hand in his pockets and looking away* i-i’m sorry.. y-you’re right…*nods* Thank you, Max. As soon as you know where that gun is, you get me, okay? For now… can you give me the ammunition?
…. *he pulls that box of ammo out of his pocket and hands it over.. the box feels abit light*
*Carlos opened the box and looked at the ammunition. He realized that some of the slots were empty.* Is there any more, Max?
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