I-I’m just glad I managed to find a jumper. I just kind of.. woke up like this.

You just woke up like that? Man, can’t you remember the last thing you did before you went to sleep?
I-I’m just glad I managed to find a jumper. I just kind of.. woke up like this.

You just woke up like that? Man, can’t you remember the last thing you did before you went to sleep?
-runs and jumps on him-
[catches her in his arms without hesitation, his lips colliding lustfully into hers]
-lifts her gaze from her guitar, spotting him as she changes the tune in her playing- Well, look who’s back…allow me to play you a sad song.

A melancholy tune in celebration of my return. These jokes at my expense are beginning to sting, Braska.
-sits in the corridor, wearing only a large jumper and her underwear, looking dazed and confused.-

Well, that’s an interesting look.
[pulls his arm from a guard’s grasp, shooting him a look before proceeding into the building]

I’ve given you this advice an ample amount of times, Jared Green. It’s about time you take advantage of it.
[snorts, tapping the ashes off of his cigarette as he stuffs the opposing hand into his pocket] You kiddin’? Alcohol’s the only thing that I can depend on. The only thing I’ve got left to believe in. It’s the only factor in my life that remains consistent.[twists his lips in contemplation] Aside from my fear of phones, I wouldn’t say so. It all simply and temporarily subsides when alcohol comes into play.
Do you ever want to give up that stuff? Alcohol, I mean. Have you ever considered living life without it? AA and all of that stuff. -she tilts her head-
[inhales quietly, raising his brow tediously] Honestly, I’m too tired to decipher.
Tired? Wanna go nap?
Only if you come, too.
[inhales quietly, raising his brow tediously] Honestly, I’m too tired to decipher.[flashes her a dimpled grin in response] It’s up to you.
I dunno. Whattaaa you wannnnna do?
[flashes her a dimpled grin in response] It’s up to you.[opens his mouth to speak before it quickly becomes preoccupied in returning a heated kiss; pulls her to him once more]
-a small smile pulls at her lips as she recedes from the kiss- What do you wanna do tonight Max?
[opens his mouth to speak before it quickly becomes preoccupied in returning a heated kiss; pulls her to him once more][pulls his shoulders up to a shrug] I’m being equivocal.
I hate when you act like this. So don’t. Instead just shhh and kiss me. -captures his lips with hers, running her hands up to delicately rest her them on his shoulders.
I would say so. But that would depend whether or not we were allotted the trait to begin with. [plucks his lighter from his flannel pocket, bidding a cigarette toward her, turning his nose up and mimicking a very refined accent] But of course, madame. It is my duty to provide you with the utmost hospitality in celebration to your admittance. Congrats on being as screwy as the rest of us.[quirks his eyebrows up] I don’t think it’s so much bestowed upon us. I think we grow more accustomed to concepts such as patience as time progresses. It’s all very circumstantial. [willingly procures the alcohol from her grasp] You’re too kind, really. As a token of my…
[twists his lips in contemplation] Aside from my fear of phones, I wouldn’t say so. It all simply and temporarily subsides when alcohol comes into play.[a content grin tugs to his lips as he nods, concurring to her observation] I agree. It can be very scary at times. But sometimes facing our fears desensitizes us.. and those fears become.. less fearful.
Have you done that? -she asks curiously- Faced a fear and then desensitized yourself to it? I mean…does it really work?
[pulls his shoulders up to a shrug] I’m being equivocal.[snorts mirthlessly] Sure, it helps.
-blinks- Are you just being a douche?
[snorts mirthlessly] Sure, it helps.[heaves a sigh] Trina Bean’s special to me. That’s all. I look after her.
Oh…I’m sorry Max. If it makes you feel better, authorities are looking for her.
[a content grin tugs to his lips as he nods, concurring to her observation] I agree. It can be very scary at times. But sometimes facing our fears desensitizes us.. and those fears become.. less fearful.[exhales out his nose, having taken a drag whilst listening to her] Sounds like you fear the unknown. I bet you fear speaking over the telephone and the like. I used to, but only because the possibilities are endless.. reactions, the situations.
-nods her head enthusiastically- Yeah, I’m terrified of them. -she chuckles- I hate talking on the phone because I’m really really awkward. Conversations, they can go so many ways. It’s daunting and scary and…stuff like that.
[licks his lower lip in contemplation] Sometimes I hate it when I’m right. I, uh.. look, I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?Why must you ask such difficult questions? How are you, anyway? You’re, uh.. looking a little out of sorts.
Because I like to make people’s lives more difficult. Didn’t you know that about me? I’m fine. You know, a bit lack luster. My boyfriend went home for a bit, haven’t gotten laid in I don’t know how long, and ontop of it all I lost my baby a few weeks ago. It’s been swell, really.
[heaves a sigh] Trina Bean’s special to me. That’s all. I look after her.I’m not lying. I’ve never lied in my life.
You look like you were stabbed in the chest Max. Spill it.