*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*
*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?
*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..
*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?
The Perfect Scientist 