doubt it
yeah.. i mean, pureston cut his hand on the glass and my throat got fucked up from the smoke, but we were alright
Hey – Language. But wow… that sounds very frightening. I’m… I’m glad you’re here to tell about it. You okay coming back in the Mess?
yeah, i mean, this is probably going to bring the nightmares back but when’s the last time i gave shyt about that *he walked into the kitchen*
*Carlos blinks after Max but slowly follows him* Uh… okay, if you’re sure…? *Carlos was not reassured at all. But Max needed some water* Um, where are the cups?
i dunno, but i know there’s juice boxes in the back room and those have straws, could *hic* those work instead of water?
I suppose so… but they’re not very big. *he starts to open cupboards to look for a glass of water* Besides, aren’t those for lunch activities or something?
The Perfect Scientist 