Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
*he took off his seat belt and pushed his door open before hopping out*
*Carlos locked the car and led the way to the store front.* So, toothbrushes and toothpaste. Am I forgetting something?
*he groaned, pulling his hood up*
*he gently shook his head, looking at the ground*
It’s okay Max – you’re allowed to have one.
t-thanks but i-i don’t need one..
*nods* Okay then. If you’re sure. *he puts the tissues back in his pocket*
*he loosely hugged himself, unsure what to say*
*Carlos put a hand on his shoulder.* Why don’t you head to your tent and take the day off?
*he flinched slightly when Carlos brought his hand up* o-okay..
Alright. Would you like me to walk you there? *he notice the flinch, but he’d acted too quickly to abort the touch that was meant to be reassuring. He thought that Max would probably appreciate it if it weren’t pointed out.*
*he hesitates before nodding slightly, glancing towards his tent*
Alright. Let’s go, buddy. *he stands up and offers Max a hand to hold, if he wanted it*
*he started walking, not noticing the offered hand*
*Carlos followed after Max silently, watching the child closely as they walked.*
*he quietly sniffled a few times before they reached his tent, looking up the door*
*Carlos moves to open it for him.* Here you go, buddy. Need anything? A snack or some water?
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*
*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.
yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway
Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.
maybe, maybe not, who knows really?
*chuckles*
Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…
*he pulled the belt back before letting it hit his chest* yup!
Nice. Atta boy. We’ll be at the store soon. Do you want to listen to some music?
*he shrugs slightly* i guess
What kind of music do you like?
i don’t really listen to alot of music..
Ah, okay. Well, do you want to give some a try? I think kids like that dubstep stuff these days… I might have some.
*he shrugged slightly* yeah i guess
*nods and hits the listening button on his car* Hey Google – Play Dubstep on Pandora.
*he glanced at the dashboard before glancing up at Carlos*
*Carlos looked at Max through the rear-view mirror, watching his reaction*
*he smiled softly, slowly nodding his head ot the beat*
*seems like a winner, Carlos thinks* You like it?
yeah, it’s pretty cool
Good. I’m glad you do.
*he nods softly, looking out the window*
*they arrive at the store and Carlos parks, shutting off the car before taking off his seatbelt*
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*
*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.
yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway
Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.
maybe, maybe not, who knows really?
*chuckles*
Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…
*he pulled the belt back before letting it hit his chest* yup!
Nice. Atta boy. We’ll be at the store soon. Do you want to listen to some music?
*he shrugs slightly* i guess
What kind of music do you like?
i don’t really listen to alot of music..
Ah, okay. Well, do you want to give some a try? I think kids like that dubstep stuff these days… I might have some.
*he shrugged slightly* yeah i guess
*nods and hits the listening button on his car* Hey Google – Play Dubstep on Pandora.
*he glanced at the dashboard before glancing up at Carlos*
*Carlos looked at Max through the rear-view mirror, watching his reaction*
*he smiled softly, slowly nodding his head ot the beat*
*seems like a winner, Carlos thinks* You like it?
yeah, it’s pretty cool
Good. I’m glad you do.
*he groaned, pulling his hood up*
*he gently shook his head, looking at the ground*
It’s okay Max – you’re allowed to have one.
t-thanks but i-i don’t need one..
*nods* Okay then. If you’re sure. *he puts the tissues back in his pocket*
*he loosely hugged himself, unsure what to say*
*Carlos put a hand on his shoulder.* Why don’t you head to your tent and take the day off?
*he flinched slightly when Carlos brought his hand up* o-okay..
Alright. Would you like me to walk you there? *he notice the flinch, but he’d acted too quickly to abort the touch that was meant to be reassuring. He thought that Max would probably appreciate it if it weren’t pointed out.*
*he hesitates before nodding slightly, glancing towards his tent*
Alright. Let’s go, buddy. *he stands up and offers Max a hand to hold, if he wanted it*
*he started walking, not noticing the offered hand*
*Carlos followed after Max silently, watching the child closely as they walked.*
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*
*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.
yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway
Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.
maybe, maybe not, who knows really?
*chuckles*
Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…
*he pulled the belt back before letting it hit his chest* yup!
Nice. Atta boy. We’ll be at the store soon. Do you want to listen to some music?
*he shrugs slightly* i guess
What kind of music do you like?
i don’t really listen to alot of music..
Ah, okay. Well, do you want to give some a try? I think kids like that dubstep stuff these days… I might have some.
*he shrugged slightly* yeah i guess
*nods and hits the listening button on his car* Hey Google – Play Dubstep on Pandora.
*he glanced at the dashboard before glancing up at Carlos*
*Carlos looked at Max through the rear-view mirror, watching his reaction*
*he smiled softly, slowly nodding his head ot the beat*
*seems like a winner, Carlos thinks* You like it?
*he groaned, pulling his hood up*
*he gently shook his head, looking at the ground*
It’s okay Max – you’re allowed to have one.
t-thanks but i-i don’t need one..
*nods* Okay then. If you’re sure. *he puts the tissues back in his pocket*
*he loosely hugged himself, unsure what to say*
*Carlos put a hand on his shoulder.* Why don’t you head to your tent and take the day off?
*he flinched slightly when Carlos brought his hand up* o-okay..
Alright. Would you like me to walk you there? *he notice the flinch, but he’d acted too quickly to abort the touch that was meant to be reassuring. He thought that Max would probably appreciate it if it weren’t pointed out.*
*he hesitates before nodding slightly, glancing towards his tent*
Alright. Let’s go, buddy. *he stands up and offers Max a hand to hold, if he wanted it*
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*
*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.
yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway
Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.
maybe, maybe not, who knows really?
*chuckles*
Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…
*he pulled the belt back before letting it hit his chest* yup!
Nice. Atta boy. We’ll be at the store soon. Do you want to listen to some music?
*he shrugs slightly* i guess
What kind of music do you like?
i don’t really listen to alot of music..
Ah, okay. Well, do you want to give some a try? I think kids like that dubstep stuff these days… I might have some.
*he shrugged slightly* yeah i guess
*nods and hits the listening button on his car* Hey Google – Play Dubstep on Pandora.
*he glanced at the dashboard before glancing up at Carlos*
*Carlos looked at Max through the rear-view mirror, watching his reaction*
*he groaned, pulling his hood up*
*he gently shook his head, looking at the ground*
It’s okay Max – you’re allowed to have one.
t-thanks but i-i don’t need one..
*nods* Okay then. If you’re sure. *he puts the tissues back in his pocket*
*he loosely hugged himself, unsure what to say*
*Carlos put a hand on his shoulder.* Why don’t you head to your tent and take the day off?
*he flinched slightly when Carlos brought his hand up* o-okay..
Alright. Would you like me to walk you there? *he notice the flinch, but he’d acted too quickly to abort the touch that was meant to be reassuring. He thought that Max would probably appreciate it if it weren’t pointed out.*
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*
*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.
yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway
Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.
maybe, maybe not, who knows really?
*chuckles*
Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…
*he pulled the belt back before letting it hit his chest* yup!
Nice. Atta boy. We’ll be at the store soon. Do you want to listen to some music?
*he shrugs slightly* i guess
What kind of music do you like?
i don’t really listen to alot of music..
Ah, okay. Well, do you want to give some a try? I think kids like that dubstep stuff these days… I might have some.
*he shrugged slightly* yeah i guess
*nods and hits the listening button on his car* Hey Google – Play Dubstep on Pandora.
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