Obviously. *max walked into the mess hall. A couple other campers were doing something but he didn’t pay much mind to them*
*Carlos went to the kitchen and opened the door for Max*
Thanks. *he walked into the kitchen and tried to hop on the counter*
*Carlos offered Max his hand to grab or step on to get onto the counter*
*max looked at Carlos’s hand before looking back at the counter* I don’t need help, thanks. *he managed to climb up on the counter, opening one of the cabinets before shutting it quickly, muttering something*
*looks at Max but looks into another cupboard.* Did you say something?
There’s mother fuckin’ tupperware just balanced in there. The shit’s gonna fall.
*looks at Max again* Hey, watch your mouth. Who runs this place? Haven’t they heard of ‘nesting’?
The Perfect Scientist 