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bythatmuch December 14 2008, 23:18:00 UTC
Max can't find Ben. This is not a good thing.

He's probably just outside, though, and Max is not going out there in that cold, especially if Ben's just doing his "I need space" thing.

So, instead, he's at the bar as well, sipping on some spiked eggnog and boredly doodling on the back of a napkin.

... or maybe it's the front of the napkin. He can't tell.

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imthegoodguy December 14 2008, 23:22:03 UTC
Ben isn't sure how to approach this.

Should he shake his partner and say hey, your fiance has tits, now? Or should he stay away from Max until he returns to normal?

No, that wouldn't do. If this lasts for more than a day, Max is going to freak and think he left -- which doesn't sound like a bad idea, as things have gone to shit and the only place he would feel at peace would be the only place he feels like he has anything resembling control: his world.

Ben opts for something simpler: he clears his throat and says, "Hey."

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bythatmuch December 14 2008, 23:24:22 UTC
"Hello," Max responds in a sing-songy way.

He doesn't look up right away, as he has to get... is that an eye? onto whatever the hell it is he's drawing.

When he does look up, he smiles.

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imthegoodguy December 14 2008, 23:25:18 UTC
"Please tell me you aren't trying to flirt with me," Ben says in a deadpan voice.

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