*he shifts slightly, looking out the window* I-I’m cold…
Try to stay awake, Max. Talk to me, okay? I’ll get you to a doctor soon and they’ll take care of you.
*he pulls the coat around himself tighter, shaking softly* i don’t th-the doctors…
What is it, Max? What do you want me to tell them?
tell ‘em to be less.. weird and creepy…
Weird and creepy…? *starts the car and starts driving*
*he nods, glancing at Carlos*
What exactly do you mean, Max? How are they being weird?
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