Okay… first off, do me a solid and never mention the word ‘Appy’ to me again.
Those are nightmares that I do not need to revisit.Now… Max? Is what they’re implying true? Or are they being literal and you’re drinking water or something? @dedmaxsearchhistory
*he sticks his tongue out at the anon before turning to Carlos* uhh, maybe ?
Maybe to what, Max? *Carlos’ tone is patient, but he doesn’t feel patient.*
i may have.. fuked up *he looked away, nervously holding his hands together*
*Carlos sighs* Okay, buddy. You and me… we’re going to get any alcohol that you have… and dump it. Right down the drain. Got it?
*he hesitates before nodding silently and glancing towards his tent* i-it’s in my tent.. th-there’s only a couple bottles though
Alright then. Let’s go, Max. Lead the way.
*he starts for his tent, still looking at the ground*
*Carlos just goes with him. He’s honestly not sure what to say – he decided they should focus on clearing Max’ stash before sitting down to talk.*
*they soon reached his tent, Max opened the door and stepped through*
make sure to close the door or else the ducks will get out again..
*This surprises Carlos* Ducks? *he steps in and shuts the door behind himself as asked*
The Perfect Scientist 