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WHO: electrouble and elecdouble
WHERE: Max's place
WHEN: idk, Friday night?
WARNINGS: none!
SUMMARY: Allison's visiting Max after his death.
FORMAT: Para to start, I'm cool with whatever! :)
She'd come because she'd spent the entire time while he was dead trying to figure out what to feel. She didn't know, because she felt like she barely knew him. He was him, sure. Her dad, but he wasn't. It still stung, but when he'd died, she'd decided she couldn't keep moping. It had been over a year and a half. She'd gone back to school and graduated. She was... well, she guessed she was starting to grow up. A little.
She'd thought that she could do it without him, but watching her dad's body on camera...
Maybe she could try, and do... something. She didn't know what. Maybe they could talk. So she'd made her way here dressed in jeans and a tshirt, no mask. That always seemed to make Max frustrated, and she supposed there was a reason, more than just the fact that she was wearing his face.
She'd paced in front of the door a few times. This was stupid, she didn't even know what she was doing! Maybe she should have brought something to eat? His favorite food? She didn't even know it. She didn't have a clue, other than they shared genes. She wanted to know more about him, but she didn't even know how to approach it. He was her dad, not her friend. She had an idea of what they were supposed to do, but that wasn't going to happen. She knew that. But maybe...
She walked away from the door in a fit and a small surge of electricity. She'd go, this was stupid. She hadn't even brought something! Didn't the recently reincarnated get a present or something? Would she be able to come back? Turning around, she knocked on the door. If she left now, there wouldn't be a return.
WHERE: Max's place
WHEN: idk, Friday night?
WARNINGS: none!
SUMMARY: Allison's visiting Max after his death.
FORMAT: Para to start, I'm cool with whatever! :)
She'd come because she'd spent the entire time while he was dead trying to figure out what to feel. She didn't know, because she felt like she barely knew him. He was him, sure. Her dad, but he wasn't. It still stung, but when he'd died, she'd decided she couldn't keep moping. It had been over a year and a half. She'd gone back to school and graduated. She was... well, she guessed she was starting to grow up. A little.
She'd thought that she could do it without him, but watching her dad's body on camera...
Maybe she could try, and do... something. She didn't know what. Maybe they could talk. So she'd made her way here dressed in jeans and a tshirt, no mask. That always seemed to make Max frustrated, and she supposed there was a reason, more than just the fact that she was wearing his face.
She'd paced in front of the door a few times. This was stupid, she didn't even know what she was doing! Maybe she should have brought something to eat? His favorite food? She didn't even know it. She didn't have a clue, other than they shared genes. She wanted to know more about him, but she didn't even know how to approach it. He was her dad, not her friend. She had an idea of what they were supposed to do, but that wasn't going to happen. She knew that. But maybe...
She walked away from the door in a fit and a small surge of electricity. She'd go, this was stupid. She hadn't even brought something! Didn't the recently reincarnated get a present or something? Would she be able to come back? Turning around, she knocked on the door. If she left now, there wouldn't be a return.