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rose-giovanni:

Ya…i just have bad flying anxiety..well just anxiety in general so im glad to be back on the ground. 

hey, a lot of people get worried but it’s alright, it’s actually quite a safe way to travel. you’ll have a good time, it’ll be relaxing if you make it.

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chxrlottepd:

“a little cliche, but you might blend in with the forties generation on holiday just look a bit better in it than the rest.”

“there’s nothing wrong with a cliche. i might find the forties crowd better company, who really knows.”

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heartlena:

“ might be but who really cares ? wear it if you like it. i do think it’d look great on you. ”

“this might be the only time i can wear them, so i might as well. thank you, that was very nice.”

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jcelwrightt:

“nah, i say do it. why not? the only people to judge are the ones watching on the TV and you won’t be able to hear what they’ve got to say.”

“why not is a great way to think about it, because i mean really, why not? you have a good point there, i can always pretend they’re saying nothing but nice things about me.”

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fuckjameson:

There was a moment where Jameson couldn’t hold back his scowl. Like father like son, he thought bitterly of the other as he continued to investigate without bothering to look at Max. He considered simply pretending to not know who the other was, completely ignoring his existence, but that wouldn’t get him anywhere. “Never sounded more like a rich snob, have you? If I close my eyes I bet I couldn’t tell if I was talking to you or Stephen.” It was a low blow, but that was all he could think of through his headache which this confrontation certainly wasn’t helping. Finally, he found it at a ridiculous height in one of the cabinets. “Thank fuck,” he mumbled, opening them and allowing a random number into his hands. With his now acquired ten - it didn’t bother him too much - his new mission was to find the glasses. Which he was sure he saw a few cabinets back.

there was an atmosphere that covered the room like a blanket and max knew it was down to him, well almost down to him. jameson’s retort only caused the brunette to scoff as he pressed himself into the counter, his head cocking to the side, “judgement coming from you? i never thought i’d see the day.” he added sarcastically, pushing his body across the kitchen slowly. it had been a long time since he had seen the other, their long frame causing him nothing but trouble even now. “is this going to be another one of those games or can we both actually be civil adults this time?”

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“is it too cliche to wear a hawiian shirt? because i have quite a few of those lying around. i knew they’d come in handy eventually.”

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fuckjameson:

Part of Jameson hated the flight, considering at multiple occasions if he should just turn back and ask for this to be over. Before he could set his mind to it, he was already landed and set up with his own microphone. The wire irritated his chest, the air was too humid and hot for the New Yorker, and everything seemed to be going wrong. The jet lag - though he was sure it wasn’t even that as much as the loudness of the flight - had taken its toll as his head was pounding before he was released into the too big house. “Where is the damned pain meds?” He asked, mostly to the air itself as he walked in the kitchen, snooping through the cabinets in false hope for actually finding anything.

jet lag had never been a friend of max, he had only ever been on a few trips which has caused his body to malfunction and this trip, was one of those times. his eyes were bleary as he found himself stumbling through the house, a mismatched shirt and jean combination thrown over his frame as he tried to get used to the eagle eyed camera’s watching his every move. there was nowhere to escape, that was quite clear right now and the brunette was almost regretting his decision. that was, until he found himself walking into the kitchen, his eyes falling upon the sole reason he had wanted to do this in the first place. “should i assume you have a hangover? or is this need not self inflicted?” came the sharp response, his hands finding themselves comfort on the counter top, leaning into it as he allowed his mind to settle in.

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rose-giovanni:

God I hate planes…but at least the scenery is nice.

i always felt the same after watching lost, the thought terrifies me. but you’re right, looking down is really beautiful, kind of puts things into a weird perspective.

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vstorhq:

“after that trip, i need a coffee date. any volunteers?”

“was it that bad? but i’m always up for a coffee, i practically live off the stuff some days. i saw a cafe round the corner if you wanna make it a date.”

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fckdj:

“ you know a trip is going to be great when your suitcase get’s lost at the airport. ”

“that’s always my biggest fear, like when that circle things comes around and your suitcase isn’t on it -- i’m sorry about that, i have some clothes if you wanna borrow?”

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oh no i am a little bit late as always! but hi i’m rosie :-) and this is max and we are plotting heaux’s.

max is a very do gooder and he cares a lot about things that don’t matter to other people, he’s very closed off about how he feels but very open about his opinions - it works kind of. he is also one of the most friendly people you will ever meet and he is in love with different kinds of people.

so please feel free to come plot with us, or just come chat we don’t mind !

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