*screams at icon* Oh wait – Hey Max!
David’s an idiot, my quote on quote ‘friends’ hate me, and nothing matters anyway.
Why do you think your friends hate you, Max?
Tag: camp camp au
*swoops in* CONFISCATION BY (pseudo)PARENT *takes away flask with a deep Disappointed™ frown*
*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice
*he holds back a chuckle* most have really sucked..
*gives him a look* Yeah, laugh it up, fuzz-head. Allergies are hilarious. I would have laughed, but I had a hard time breathing. *he smirks slightly, so it’s obvious he’s only teasing*
fuzz-head..? *he shakes his head slightly* can’t lie though, imagining someone you look up to being all teary and sneeze-y is kinda funny
You would have at least handed me a bottle of Claritin while you were laughing, right? *he’s still smiling* And yeah – you got all that hair on your head.
*he smiles slightly* yeah i guess .. and my hair is uncontrollible curly, there’s nothing that can be done about it… *he chuckles*
*chuckles as well and reaches down to ruffle his hair* A man after my own hair. But there is something that can be done – mousse is nice. Not the pudding, the other mousse. Not the hooved kind either.
*as Carlos ruffles his hair, he finds half a comb ? weird- Max tilts his head confusedly* ‘mousse’? what’s that?
*frowns at the comb and starts to play with the broken teeth* Well, it’s a sort of soft substance for your hair. It’s not hard like gel or hairspray though – it’s kind of like shaving cream, but lighter? It doesn’t froth when you rub it in your hands. It just… it’s a lighter alternative.
Remember me???
*screams at icon* Oh wait – Hey Max!
Hi. So you do remember me? That’s funny, people usually don’t.
Admittedly your icon threw me off, buddy. I haven’t seen you in a bit though. How are you?
Dead inside. As usual. What abut you?
I…. I’m okay. Um… what do you mean dead inside?
*he glares* what the fuck do you think I mean? You appear to be a relatively intelligent guy, figure it out.
*this irks Carlos* Hey! – Okay, Max? I want you to lose the tone – there’s no need for you to speak to me in this way. What is it, buddy? What’s going on?
Absolutely nothing. Nothing happens ever.
Max… I’m really not appreciating this sarcasm. I’d like to know if I can help you out.
I don’t need ‘help’. Nothings wrong.
Don’t you wanna at least get it off your chest? And if you’re not willing to let me help, then I don’t want to hear your sass.
*max looks away* I-I’m fine.
*Carlos softens up some.* Clearly you’re not. C’mon, Max… what is it? What’s wrong?
*max puts the hood of his hoodie up* it’s nothing. I don’t wanna bother you.
But it’s bothering you. Max, I promise – I’m not going to judge you or anything.
It’s stupid…it’s just…life…y’know?
*kneels down in front of him* What’s happening in life, Max?
*max covers his face with his hoodie* I-it’s nothing… *max stop lying you idiot Carlos just wants to help*
Maxy… I’m right here. You can tell me.
I…I…don’t know how…
Okay. Well… did something happen recently?
*he hesitates* no. It’s fine. It doesn’t matter anyway.
I’m trying to help you, Max. I’m trying to ask small questions so you don’t feel like you’re letting it all out at once. Go ahead…
Camp sucks and I want to leave, but home sucks too, so it’s a double negative…
Okay. *he sighs – this sounded like it was going to be tough* So… what sucks about camp?
Remember me???
*screams at icon* Oh wait – Hey Max!
Hi. So you do remember me? That’s funny, people usually don’t.
Admittedly your icon threw me off, buddy. I haven’t seen you in a bit though. How are you?
Dead inside. As usual. What abut you?
I…. I’m okay. Um… what do you mean dead inside?
*he glares* what the fuck do you think I mean? You appear to be a relatively intelligent guy, figure it out.
*this irks Carlos* Hey! – Okay, Max? I want you to lose the tone – there’s no need for you to speak to me in this way. What is it, buddy? What’s going on?
Absolutely nothing. Nothing happens ever.
Max… I’m really not appreciating this sarcasm. I’d like to know if I can help you out.
I don’t need ‘help’. Nothings wrong.
Don’t you wanna at least get it off your chest? And if you’re not willing to let me help, then I don’t want to hear your sass.
*max looks away* I-I’m fine.
*Carlos softens up some.* Clearly you’re not. C’mon, Max… what is it? What’s wrong?
*max puts the hood of his hoodie up* it’s nothing. I don’t wanna bother you.
But it’s bothering you. Max, I promise – I’m not going to judge you or anything.
It’s stupid…it’s just…life…y’know?
*kneels down in front of him* What’s happening in life, Max?
*max covers his face with his hoodie* I-it’s nothing… *max stop lying you idiot Carlos just wants to help*
Maxy… I’m right here. You can tell me.
I…I…don’t know how…
Okay. Well… did something happen recently?
*he hesitates* no. It’s fine. It doesn’t matter anyway.
I’m trying to help you, Max. I’m trying to ask small questions so you don’t feel like you’re letting it all out at once. Go ahead…
*swoops in* CONFISCATION BY (pseudo)PARENT *takes away flask with a deep Disappointed™ frown*
*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice
*he holds back a chuckle* most have really sucked..
*gives him a look* Yeah, laugh it up, fuzz-head. Allergies are hilarious. I would have laughed, but I had a hard time breathing. *he smirks slightly, so it’s obvious he’s only teasing*
fuzz-head..? *he shakes his head slightly* can’t lie though, imagining someone you look up to being all teary and sneeze-y is kinda funny
You would have at least handed me a bottle of Claritin while you were laughing, right? *he’s still smiling* And yeah – you got all that hair on your head.
*he smiles slightly* yeah i guess .. and my hair is uncontrollible curly, there’s nothing that can be done about it… *he chuckles*
*chuckles as well and reaches down to ruffle his hair* A man after my own hair. But there is something that can be done – mousse is nice. Not the pudding, the other mousse. Not the hooved kind either.
Remember me???
*screams at icon* Oh wait – Hey Max!
Hi. So you do remember me? That’s funny, people usually don’t.
Admittedly your icon threw me off, buddy. I haven’t seen you in a bit though. How are you?
Dead inside. As usual. What abut you?
I…. I’m okay. Um… what do you mean dead inside?
*he glares* what the fuck do you think I mean? You appear to be a relatively intelligent guy, figure it out.
*this irks Carlos* Hey! – Okay, Max? I want you to lose the tone – there’s no need for you to speak to me in this way. What is it, buddy? What’s going on?
Absolutely nothing. Nothing happens ever.
Max… I’m really not appreciating this sarcasm. I’d like to know if I can help you out.
I don’t need ‘help’. Nothings wrong.
Don’t you wanna at least get it off your chest? And if you’re not willing to let me help, then I don’t want to hear your sass.
*max looks away* I-I’m fine.
*Carlos softens up some.* Clearly you’re not. C’mon, Max… what is it? What’s wrong?
*max puts the hood of his hoodie up* it’s nothing. I don’t wanna bother you.
But it’s bothering you. Max, I promise – I’m not going to judge you or anything.
It’s stupid…it’s just…life…y’know?
*kneels down in front of him* What’s happening in life, Max?
*max covers his face with his hoodie* I-it’s nothing… *max stop lying you idiot Carlos just wants to help*
Maxy… I’m right here. You can tell me.
I…I…don’t know how…
Okay. Well… did something happen recently?
*swoops in* CONFISCATION BY (pseudo)PARENT *takes away flask with a deep Disappointed™ frown*
*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice
*he holds back a chuckle* most have really sucked..
*gives him a look* Yeah, laugh it up, fuzz-head. Allergies are hilarious. I would have laughed, but I had a hard time breathing. *he smirks slightly, so it’s obvious he’s only teasing*
fuzz-head..? *he shakes his head slightly* can’t lie though, imagining someone you look up to being all teary and sneeze-y is kinda funny
You would have at least handed me a bottle of Claritin while you were laughing, right? *he’s still smiling* And yeah – you got all that hair on your head.
Remember me???
*screams at icon* Oh wait – Hey Max!
Hi. So you do remember me? That’s funny, people usually don’t.
Admittedly your icon threw me off, buddy. I haven’t seen you in a bit though. How are you?
Dead inside. As usual. What abut you?
I…. I’m okay. Um… what do you mean dead inside?
*he glares* what the fuck do you think I mean? You appear to be a relatively intelligent guy, figure it out.
*this irks Carlos* Hey! – Okay, Max? I want you to lose the tone – there’s no need for you to speak to me in this way. What is it, buddy? What’s going on?
Absolutely nothing. Nothing happens ever.
Max… I’m really not appreciating this sarcasm. I’d like to know if I can help you out.
I don’t need ‘help’. Nothings wrong.
Don’t you wanna at least get it off your chest? And if you’re not willing to let me help, then I don’t want to hear your sass.
*max looks away* I-I’m fine.
*Carlos softens up some.* Clearly you’re not. C’mon, Max… what is it? What’s wrong?
*max puts the hood of his hoodie up* it’s nothing. I don’t wanna bother you.
But it’s bothering you. Max, I promise – I’m not going to judge you or anything.
It’s stupid…it’s just…life…y’know?
*kneels down in front of him* What’s happening in life, Max?
*max covers his face with his hoodie* I-it’s nothing… *max stop lying you idiot Carlos just wants to help*
Maxy… I’m right here. You can tell me.
*swoops in* CONFISCATION BY (pseudo)PARENT *takes away flask with a deep Disappointed™ frown*
*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice
*he holds back a chuckle* most have really sucked..
*gives him a look* Yeah, laugh it up, fuzz-head. Allergies are hilarious. I would have laughed, but I had a hard time breathing. *he smirks slightly, so it’s obvious he’s only teasing*
Remember me???
*screams at icon* Oh wait – Hey Max!
Hi. So you do remember me? That’s funny, people usually don’t.
Admittedly your icon threw me off, buddy. I haven’t seen you in a bit though. How are you?
Dead inside. As usual. What abut you?
I…. I’m okay. Um… what do you mean dead inside?
*he glares* what the fuck do you think I mean? You appear to be a relatively intelligent guy, figure it out.
*this irks Carlos* Hey! – Okay, Max? I want you to lose the tone – there’s no need for you to speak to me in this way. What is it, buddy? What’s going on?
Absolutely nothing. Nothing happens ever.
Max… I’m really not appreciating this sarcasm. I’d like to know if I can help you out.
I don’t need ‘help’. Nothings wrong.
Don’t you wanna at least get it off your chest? And if you’re not willing to let me help, then I don’t want to hear your sass.
*max looks away* I-I’m fine.
*Carlos softens up some.* Clearly you’re not. C’mon, Max… what is it? What’s wrong?
*max puts the hood of his hoodie up* it’s nothing. I don’t wanna bother you.
But it’s bothering you. Max, I promise – I’m not going to judge you or anything.
It’s stupid…it’s just…life…y’know?
*kneels down in front of him* What’s happening in life, Max?
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