Max. We’ve gotta talk.

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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.

Max. We’ve gotta talk.

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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…

Max. We’ve gotta talk.

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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.

Max. We’ve gotta talk.

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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?

probably russia. or they could be dead. she’s some weird spy who’s looking for information on Cameron Campbell. that’s pretty much all there is about her.

… a spy? Should Max be hanging out with her, then?

Or, well, obviously not. For a couple reasons now. *sighs* Tomorrow, I’ll have a talk with him and we’ll start sorting this out.

yep. both got an alcohol problem. but then again, most of maxs friends are alcoholic. even his ex girlfriend was. and it’s not like they don’t have a good reason. max’s home life was terrible and vera’s doesn’t sound too good either. :///

No, I get it. Like, I understand it. Just… we gotta do this again. I gotta go through his stuff with him and get rid of it again.

dead max is planning to steal a car and rob a liquor store, how do you feel about that? knowing you adopted a mistake?

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

P-.. my friend and i were just talking.. i didn’t think we’d ever actually do any of it… *his voice cracks a few times*

*kneels in front of him* Okay… so what happened to make you actually do it?

*he glanced at Carlos* i-i guess it was seeing him s-so happy.. i didn’t want to upset him more then i already ha-have…

He was happy to rob stores and ride in a car that you legally can’t drive? He was happy to pull you into getting in trouble?

Max… that doesn’t sound like a ‘friend’ sort of thing.

he was just… *he grows quiet and looks back tot he ground, Carlos had a point but Max loved Pure…* i-.. i don’t care..

But you do. You tried to hide it from me, so you care, don’t you?

*he fights back more tears* i- i don’t know..!

Take some more deep breaths, Max. *reaches into his pocket for his pack of tissues and offers one* Here…

*he tries taking deeper breaths, taking a tissue and holding it tightly* i-i’m sorry..

I know, Max. I know you are. Listen… your friend isn’t a good influence. You did bad stuff for them and you could have hurt people driving that car. And you had been doing so well staying away from alcohol. I understand though that, in that regard, it’s tough to get clean and people slip up sometimes. I’m not judging you, I promise.

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*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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Percival gives a small sigh. “Fine fine Carlos, lots go.” He set his glass on the counter.

Carlos signaled the bartender to close the tab and he gave a
couple extra Dragots as a tip. Once that was done he drank the last bit of his
Giggle-water and slid out of his seat. Snickering, he reached for Percival’s
arm.

“He—hee-hee! C-C’mon,
Mr Graves, let’s—heh-heh-heh! – Let’s
go!”

Well he’s going to hurt in the morning. XD

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Uh, kiddo? No offense, but you look kinda sick. You feeling okay?

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*laughs* hell fucking no, dude

*he
wakes up, almost jolting upright, shoving Carlos’ hands away and
pushing himself back* n-no! *fear and panic clear on his til he slowly
realizes where he is*

*Carlos blinks at the kid, surprised, but he relaxes
slightly.* Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay… how are you feeling?

… *he brings his knees to his chest, looking upset* i feel like shyt… where are we?

At the nurse’s cabin. I’m gonna call an ambulance – unless you’re
feeling okay enough for me to drive you to the hospital?

*his eyes widen* h-hospital ? nononono no hospitals! *he scoots back on the bed*

*blinks* Max, buddy, you’re obviously deathly ill. And for
some asinine reason you had alcohol. You
have to be checked over.