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*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*

*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?

*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..

*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?

no.. but i feel horrible… *it sounds like he’s been crying alot…*

*Oh no…* Max? Can I come in?

*he hesitates before nodding, grabbing his pillow again*

*Carlos comes in carefully, zipping the flap closed about halfway behind him. He sets the tote bag beside Max’ bed before kneeling down next to it.* Hey, buddy… what’s going on?

… i-i.. i let something bad happen and.. and someone died because of it.. *sniffle*

*blinks* What? Uh… Uh, Max… I’m not sure I understand. Do you… do you want to talk to me about it? Start from the beginning?

*he sighed softly, forcing himself to sit up and wiping away his tears* Maven.. h-he got an M!A that u-unpurified him.. and he wanted to leave camp s-so he got on the bus and.. a-and i couldn’t…

What… what happened to Maven, Max?

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*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*

*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?

*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..

*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?

no.. but i feel horrible… *it sounds like he’s been crying alot…*

*Oh no…* Max? Can I come in?

*he hesitates before nodding, grabbing his pillow again*

*Carlos comes in carefully, zipping the flap closed about halfway behind him. He sets the tote bag beside Max’ bed before kneeling down next to it.* Hey, buddy… what’s going on?

… i-i.. i let something bad happen and.. and someone died because of it.. *sniffle*

*blinks* What? Uh… Uh, Max… I’m not sure I understand. Do you… do you want to talk to me about it? Start from the beginning?

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*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*

*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?

*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..

*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?

no.. but i feel horrible… *it sounds like he’s been crying alot…*

*Oh no…* Max? Can I come in?

*he hesitates before nodding, grabbing his pillow again*

*Carlos comes in carefully, zipping the flap closed about halfway behind him. He sets the tote bag beside Max’ bed before kneeling down next to it.* Hey, buddy… what’s going on?

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*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*

*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?

*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..

*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?

no.. but i feel horrible… *it sounds like he’s been crying alot…*

*Oh no…* Max? Can I come in?

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*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*

*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?

*he glanced up at Carlos before rolling onto his stomach, pulling his hood over his head* no..

*blinks, suddenly concerned for Max* Max? Buddy? Are you still feeling sick?

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*Max was still laying in bed, he didn’t want to get up, how could he knowing what happened because of him? he sighed softly, finally letting go his now damp pillow*

*peeks into Max’s tent, still smiling.* Max? Hey buddy – are you ready for a fun day?

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*he
smiles slightly, hugging his pillow* that sounds nice.. i only got to
talk to my brother three or four times cause he was busy with college
and work…

You have a brother? How much older is he?

like.. 13-ish years i think? *he shifted slightly, glancing away*

Oh… that’s tough. Mine’s just 18 months younger than me. *he rubs Max’s shoulder through the blanket.*

*he shrugs, stilfling a yawn* there were worse things then not knowing your brother.. and who knows, maybe i’ll get to see him again some day…

There could be worse things… but that doesn’t mean it’s okay. If he had any sense, he’d see his younger brother. How bad is it? I mean – I’m asking about your nausea now.

*he shrugged slightly* i’m more tired now then sick feeling.. *he curls up slightly, frowning softly*

That’s okay. You should drink a bit of water, just in case you feel nauseous again and need to throw up. Look forward to tomorrow though – I’ll get you something good for your birthday. *he smiles* Oh – what’s your favorite cake flavor, by the way?

*he nodded slightly* favorite cake flavor..? i dunno.. i haven’t ever really eaten cake but i guess chocolate *he yawns*

Chocolate’s a good one. It’s mine too. *he smiles wider* Relax, Max. I’ll find your water bottle and a bucket.

*he smiles softly back, rubbing his eyes* thanks Carlos..

You’re welcome, buddy. *he searches around before finding Max’s waterbottle. He sets on the bed next to Max before leaving for a moment. He comes back with an old bucket he found by the Quartermaster’s store and set it beside the bed.*

*when he comes bback, Max is already alseep. hugging his pillow and the water bottle as he quietly snores*

*Carlos smiles. He reaches to pat Max on the floof before quietly turning and leaving the tent.*

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*he
smiles slightly, hugging his pillow* that sounds nice.. i only got to
talk to my brother three or four times cause he was busy with college
and work…

You have a brother? How much older is he?

like.. 13-ish years i think? *he shifted slightly, glancing away*

Oh… that’s tough. Mine’s just 18 months younger than me. *he rubs Max’s shoulder through the blanket.*

*he shrugs, stilfling a yawn* there were worse things then not knowing your brother.. and who knows, maybe i’ll get to see him again some day…

There could be worse things… but that doesn’t mean it’s okay. If he had any sense, he’d see his younger brother. How bad is it? I mean – I’m asking about your nausea now.

*he shrugged slightly* i’m more tired now then sick feeling.. *he curls up slightly, frowning softly*

That’s okay. You should drink a bit of water, just in case you feel nauseous again and need to throw up. Look forward to tomorrow though – I’ll get you something good for your birthday. *he smiles* Oh – what’s your favorite cake flavor, by the way?

*he nodded slightly* favorite cake flavor..? i dunno.. i haven’t ever really eaten cake but i guess chocolate *he yawns*

Chocolate’s a good one. It’s mine too. *he smiles wider* Relax, Max. I’ll find your water bottle and a bucket.