Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max
curls in on himself, pulling his knees to his chest and burying his
face in them* *he starts crying* stop…lying! You’re lying! It
wasnt…just…an accident…

I don’t lie, Max. I’m a scientist – it’s the
complete opposite of what I do. Go on… Take a deep breath. Why don’t you tell David what happened?

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…

That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.

I’m not depressed.

*sighs* Well, I’m not going to argue with you.
That’s not your fault either, you know. It sometimes just happens to some
people. Even kids.

I don’t know why I did that. I just made everyone hate me even more

They don’t hate you. They’re scared for you.
But like I said, we’re here to talk to you when you need it. Speaking of which…
didn’t you want to talk to David? *looks to the other adult*

David: *is standing in shock when he hears maxs suicide confession*

I…I…i did…yeah…but…uhm…

Max – this is a great place to talk to him.
None of the other kids are here to overhear. It’s just the three of us.

I…okay…um…well…*max is getting increasingly anxious*

Take a breath, Max. If you need some help… you
can ask me.

I…I…it…it was…my…they…it was my…fault…

It was an accident, Max. Just… go ahead and
tell him what happened.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…

That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.

I’m not depressed.

*sighs* Well, I’m not going to argue with you.
That’s not your fault either, you know. It sometimes just happens to some
people. Even kids.

I don’t know why I did that. I just made everyone hate me even more

They don’t hate you. They’re scared for you.
But like I said, we’re here to talk to you when you need it. Speaking of which…
didn’t you want to talk to David? *looks to the other adult*

David: *is standing in shock when he hears maxs suicide confession*

I…I…i did…yeah…but…uhm…

Max – this is a great place to talk to him.
None of the other kids are here to overhear. It’s just the three of us.

I…okay…um…well…*max is getting increasingly anxious*

Take a breath, Max. If you need some help… you
can ask me.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…

That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.

I’m not depressed.

*sighs* Well, I’m not going to argue with you.
That’s not your fault either, you know. It sometimes just happens to some
people. Even kids.

I don’t know why I did that. I just made everyone hate me even more

They don’t hate you. They’re scared for you.
But like I said, we’re here to talk to you when you need it. Speaking of which…
didn’t you want to talk to David? *looks to the other adult*

David: *is standing in shock when he hears maxs suicide confession*

I…I…i did…yeah…but…uhm…

Max – this is a great place to talk to him.
None of the other kids are here to overhear. It’s just the three of us.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…

That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.

I’m not depressed.

*sighs* Well, I’m not going to argue with you.
That’s not your fault either, you know. It sometimes just happens to some
people. Even kids.

I don’t know why I did that. I just made everyone hate me even more

They don’t hate you. They’re scared for you.
But like I said, we’re here to talk to you when you need it. Speaking of which…
didn’t you want to talk to David? *looks to the other adult*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…

That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.

I’m not depressed.

*sighs* Well, I’m not going to argue with you.
That’s not your fault either, you know. It sometimes just happens to some
people. Even kids.

Starways to Hell

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Smiles and gives a chuckle. “You’re… so damn cute…”

Carlos stared at Yondu, surprised. He looked
down at his food, feeling a little embarrassed. He could feel his ears warm up.
“I… Um, thank you,” he said softly.

“Your welcome.” Smiles at him happily.

Carlos laughed softly, nervous. “Um… you ever
dated anyone before?”

He cringed a bit. Shit – no, you shouldn’t talk about past
relationships with someone you’re dating. At least not right away. Dammit, Carlos!

“No….. actually this is the first time. I have.. slept with… well ….. robots… sex bots….. but I mean….. nothing emotionally tied….”

Carlos blinked at him, perturbed by that. But
he nodded slightly; because of course it made sense. Some folks just needed
that sort of interaction… and better hooker-bots than someone else actually
getting exploited from it.

“I… I see. Yeah, it’s… been a while since I’ve
done anything like this too. I mean… I think I was P… Quill’s age. Nothing
lasting happened, it’s just… the last time I gave it a shot.” He looked at
Yondu. “Um, is there… a reason for that? Culture, or… what? I’m sorry if that’s
a dumb question – I’ve only been on a Xandarian colony so I only know about
Xandarians and those who visit on occasion.”

“What? Me not being with a actual person?….. yes and no…. yesas when we mate it’s for life…. and no it’s because I couldn’t trust anyone like that… not after…. uhhh…… being freed from slavery…”

Carlos nodded, accepting. He supposed he could
understand that. “So… you’re trying with me because… you trust me? Or, you think you can trust me. I mean,
maybe not now, but sometime.”

“In a way…. I guess.. I do trust you I just……I haven’t trusted like I do with you in a long time… other then my boys.”

“Oh, yeah?” Carlos asked. “I… well, I suppose
I should be flattered. Thank you.” He smiled slightly at Yondu. It was a little
strange that Yondu had taken a liking to him. He was a practical nobody, after
all. But… this could prove at the least to be interesting. Hopefully fun.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…

That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

I’m…sorry…

*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.

*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*

*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.

Starways to Hell

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Smiles and gives a chuckle. “You’re… so damn cute…”

Carlos stared at Yondu, surprised. He looked
down at his food, feeling a little embarrassed. He could feel his ears warm up.
“I… Um, thank you,” he said softly.

“Your welcome.” Smiles at him happily.

Carlos laughed softly, nervous. “Um… you ever
dated anyone before?”

He cringed a bit. Shit – no, you shouldn’t talk about past
relationships with someone you’re dating. At least not right away. Dammit, Carlos!

“No….. actually this is the first time. I have.. slept with… well ….. robots… sex bots….. but I mean….. nothing emotionally tied….”

Carlos blinked at him, perturbed by that. But
he nodded slightly; because of course it made sense. Some folks just needed
that sort of interaction… and better hooker-bots than someone else actually
getting exploited from it.

“I… I see. Yeah, it’s… been a while since I’ve
done anything like this too. I mean… I think I was P… Quill’s age. Nothing
lasting happened, it’s just… the last time I gave it a shot.” He looked at
Yondu. “Um, is there… a reason for that? Culture, or… what? I’m sorry if that’s
a dumb question – I’ve only been on a Xandarian colony so I only know about
Xandarians and those who visit on occasion.”

“What? Me not being with a actual person?….. yes and no…. yesas when we mate it’s for life…. and no it’s because I couldn’t trust anyone like that… not after…. uhhh…… being freed from slavery…”

Carlos nodded, accepting. He supposed he could
understand that. “So… you’re trying with me because… you trust me? Or, you think you can trust me. I mean,
maybe not now, but sometime.”