( max expects to cut her losses. max expects to walk away from here without ever finding out if some vial that looks like it should be a prop in some stupid movie the hellfire club would watch actually works enough to keep the nightmares away.
she doesn't expect to see another teen, if only slightly older, cover it for her with with a dull plink of foreign coins set onto a counter draped in velvet. ) Ugh — thanks.
( is muttered quick, almost as quick as the vial is tucked into her pocket. she lingers, somewhat awkwardly, between following the girl and seeing herself off — that knee-jerk reaction of distance, like distance might make this less real or more. in the end, max finds herself approaching abby anyway. ) You didn't have to do that.
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she doesn't expect to see another teen, if only slightly older, cover it for her with with a dull plink of foreign coins set onto a counter draped in velvet. ) Ugh — thanks.
( is muttered quick, almost as quick as the vial is tucked into her pocket. she lingers, somewhat awkwardly, between following the girl and seeing herself off — that knee-jerk reaction of distance, like distance might make this less real or more. in the end, max finds herself approaching abby anyway. ) You didn't have to do that.