*he was upset to see his hoodie in a rubbish bag but shrugged it off and got up* yeah, it has been awhile..
We’ll do that, then we can run the laundry at the mat.
*he nods slightly, forcing a small smile* o-okay..
How are you feeling? Can you… should you be standing up?
pppprobably not? but when’s the last time that stopped me..
Sit down, Max… we’re not in a hurry. Here… *he moves and picks up a plastic waterbottle, offering it to Max*
The Perfect Scientist 