Feb 06, 2010 20:19
Max had managed to watch his way through the entire stack of movies Mitchell had dropped off. Which meant now he was reduced to pacing back and forth across his living room in frustration.
This needed to get resolved sooner rather than later because it'd only been a few days and he was already going stir crazy. While he'd burned through all the movies, though, Max had barely touched the beer Mitchell had left. And for anyone who knew Max, that would be a pretty big indicator of just how off-balance he was feeling.
Though, really, it was nice having friends who stuck by his side. Aphrodite, Mitchell, Ghanima... It meant a lot.
But it didn't mean he was going to stop pacing any time soon.
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