why do i feel like i would rather run away-
You want to –? Max, I’m not going to hurt you. But I do have something very serious to discuss with you.
Where are you getting the alcohol, Max?
*he glanced away, holding his arm tightly* nowhere..
Max… please. I’m trying to look out for you. I want you to be safe and I want to help you make good decisions.
*he holds his breath before replying* i-i’ve been stealing it..
*is silent for a second.* Oh, Max…
*he just quietly looks at the ground*
*sighs* Let’s… let’s go get it then. And dump it.
*he nods slightly, still tightly holding his arm*
Show me where it is, Max. I’ll help you get rid of it.
*he glanced towards the forest, speaking quietly* o-okay..
*Carlos looks to the forest as well and nods.* Go on, Max. I’m right with you.
The Perfect Scientist 