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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.

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

*he chuckles* you don’t have to worry about me resting, i won’t be ju- falling off any roofs anytime soon..!

Or doing much of anything else, right? Gosh, after you get that cast off there’ll be physical therapy to worry about. I should probably read up on that…

physical therapy? what? i’ve broken alot of bones before but i’ve never gone to ‘physical therapy’.. *he glanced away*

Well, it’s just to help you build up your muscle again so you don’t break or strain so soon. I’ll help, don’t worry. You, uh… I did notice that you already do get in a lot of ‘accidents’, Max, so I”m not surprised you’ve broken something before.

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

i uhh.. fell off the roof a couple days ago..

Doing what? Wait – gimme the marker, I still want to sign.

*he hands the marker over before pulling his sleeve up* .. does it matter..?

I would like to know… did you go to the hospital for this? *he starts to draw a dinosaur with really short arms on the cast*

of course i went to hospital, i couldn’t walk around with three broken- *he stops himself, a clear ‘oh shyt’ look on his face*

*Carlos just looks at him* I’m glad to hear you went to a hospital. What did they say you broke? *he’s trying not to look judgemental, because he isn’t judging. At least, not as much as Max might fear. He just wants to know what happened and what Max is facing in terms of healing*

*he glanced away* three broken ribs…

*frowns. That… was pretty scary.* That must’ve been some fall, Max… I’m glad you got patched up though.

*he nods* yeah.. *he looks down at his cast, frowning softly*

*Carlos finishes signing. The Dinosaur is reaching for a star, but its arms are too short so it looks silly. Carlos wrote “Reach for the stars! Feel better soon!” and then his name.* There you go… *he smiles at Max*

*he chuckles softly as he looks at the dinosaur* thanks Carlos

Do you need anything? Pain killers or anything?

*he shakes his head* nah, i still have the painkillers the hospital gave me

Okay. Well, if you need me to pick up anything let me know.

*he nods, pulling his sleeve down again* alright, thanks dad Carlos

you’re welcome, buddy. Do you need help doing anything? You should probably sit down and read or something… Just to help let yourself heal.

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

i uhh.. fell off the roof a couple days ago..

Doing what? Wait – gimme the marker, I still want to sign.

*he hands the marker over before pulling his sleeve up* .. does it matter..?

I would like to know… did you go to the hospital for this? *he starts to draw a dinosaur with really short arms on the cast*

of course i went to hospital, i couldn’t walk around with three broken- *he stops himself, a clear ‘oh shyt’ look on his face*

*Carlos just looks at him* I’m glad to hear you went to a hospital. What did they say you broke? *he’s trying not to look judgemental, because he isn’t judging. At least, not as much as Max might fear. He just wants to know what happened and what Max is facing in terms of healing*

*he glanced away* three broken ribs…

*frowns. That… was pretty scary.* That must’ve been some fall, Max… I’m glad you got patched up though.

*he nods* yeah.. *he looks down at his cast, frowning softly*

*Carlos finishes signing. The Dinosaur is reaching for a star, but its arms are too short so it looks silly. Carlos wrote “Reach for the stars! Feel better soon!” and then his name.* There you go… *he smiles at Max*

*he chuckles softly as he looks at the dinosaur* thanks Carlos

Do you need anything? Pain killers or anything?

*he shakes his head* nah, i still have the painkillers the hospital gave me

Okay. Well, if you need me to pick up anything let me know.

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

i uhh.. fell off the roof a couple days ago..

Doing what? Wait – gimme the marker, I still want to sign.

*he hands the marker over before pulling his sleeve up* .. does it matter..?

I would like to know… did you go to the hospital for this? *he starts to draw a dinosaur with really short arms on the cast*

of course i went to hospital, i couldn’t walk around with three broken- *he stops himself, a clear ‘oh shyt’ look on his face*

*Carlos just looks at him* I’m glad to hear you went to a hospital. What did they say you broke? *he’s trying not to look judgemental, because he isn’t judging. At least, not as much as Max might fear. He just wants to know what happened and what Max is facing in terms of healing*

*he glanced away* three broken ribs…

*frowns. That… was pretty scary.* That must’ve been some fall, Max… I’m glad you got patched up though.

*he nods* yeah.. *he looks down at his cast, frowning softly*

*Carlos finishes signing. The Dinosaur is reaching for a star, but its arms are too short so it looks silly. Carlos wrote “Reach for the stars! Feel better soon!” and then his name.* There you go… *he smiles at Max*

*he chuckles softly as he looks at the dinosaur* thanks Carlos

Do you need anything? Pain killers or anything?

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

i uhh.. fell off the roof a couple days ago..

Doing what? Wait – gimme the marker, I still want to sign.

*he hands the marker over before pulling his sleeve up* .. does it matter..?

I would like to know… did you go to the hospital for this? *he starts to draw a dinosaur with really short arms on the cast*

of course i went to hospital, i couldn’t walk around with three broken- *he stops himself, a clear ‘oh shyt’ look on his face*

*Carlos just looks at him* I’m glad to hear you went to a hospital. What did they say you broke? *he’s trying not to look judgemental, because he isn’t judging. At least, not as much as Max might fear. He just wants to know what happened and what Max is facing in terms of healing*

*he glanced away* three broken ribs…

*frowns. That… was pretty scary.* That must’ve been some fall, Max… I’m glad you got patched up though.

*he nods* yeah.. *he looks down at his cast, frowning softly*

*Carlos finishes signing. The Dinosaur is reaching for a star, but its arms are too short so it looks silly. Carlos wrote “Reach for the stars! Feel better soon!” and then his name.* There you go… *he smiles at Max*