Maxwell Duncan

Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.

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Rosie: Is the Pope a Catholic Maxwell?

Max: Right. Of course. We'll go FULL American and ride out to the Wild West...

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Allison: Not possible!

Allison: Are you coming??? I barely know if I want to. I haven't been to a social event in ages and I would never know who to ask along so I think I'll go alone.

Max: I don't think I'll be back in time! But you should go! Invite Naomi!

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Rosie: Oh good god no, my mum is already trying to fix me up with half of the minor royals, I can't be avoiding two mothers I'll give myself a hernia

Max: Oh god, really? Perhaps it's best if we both just hide out in Charlton forever then. And if they come looking, we'll run away on horseback.

Max: ... you can teach me to ride horse, right?

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Finnegan: Little bit harsh

Finnegan: Not at all. I'm sorry to hear that

Finnegan: But text one of your little buddies next time instead

Max: No worse than what you've said to me...

Max: Ugh, SO CLOSE to sympathy. You ALMOST nailed it! I'd score it at a 7.5, with a terrible dismount...

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Maia: Calm down and take a deep breath. Also take whatever it is that's going on between you slow.

Maia: I think you should just ask her how she feels about you. Get straight to the point.

Maia: You're taking her on a date.

Max: I think I've been taking it too slow. I just told her I loved her yesterday - as a friend - and that's been like months in the making.

Max: I don't handle rejection well. I can't just tell her because there's no way she'd reciprocate.

Max: And oh my god I've never been on a date! What if I screw it up? Is now REALLY the time to be be dating? Isn't that, like, offensive to my granddad's memory or something?

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Maia: You like her? If she likes you too then I wouldn't worry about her going with some other guy.

Max: Yeah, I like her. And that sounds so strange to admit out loud.... or... through text.

Max: But I don't know if she likes me! I mean, I know she likes me as a friend, but now she knows things about me that make me thoroughly unappealing romantically.

Max: I told her I was going to take her out to dinner when we got back. I don't even know what that means...

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Connor: Okay, cool. I'll head over there now.

Connor: Is everything alright? Where are you, anyway?

Max: I had to go back home to Scotland for a bit. My grandad passed...

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Finnegan: I could. But I won't.

Finnegan: Anyway I'd have seen the smoke, so no need to worry your pretty little head over it -__-

Finnegan: Explanation, now!

Max: Great. I hope you die in a fire.

Max: My granddad's dead. Happy?

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Allison: I understand. But I like to make sure you're okay, Max!

Allison: I'll look forward to it and I'll be sure to make it a big one

Max: Good. I appreciate it Allison. You're too good to me.

Max: Now, I've heard rumors of a dance... Distract me with your plans!

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Maia: Tell me the truth, why do you want us to go together?

Max: I just want Naomi to have friends to go with since I'm not going to be there.

Max: And maybe I want to make sure it's friends and not something else...

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Finnegan: Are you for real?

Finnegan: Are you even going to give me an explanation for this?

Max: My dorm's what? 10 meters from you? You're athletic. You can walk it.

Max: And I thought my problems weren't yours, Campbell...

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Maia: Naomi? If I decide to go then sure, I can ask here to tag along with me and other people. But it's really up to her and I don't want to make any promises.

Max: I mean, no pressure. I just mean it could be fun. Like, you're both fun. And you could have fun together. Y'know?

Max: Nevermind, that's stupid.

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Rosie: Downtown Abbey lied to you, I'm sorry

Rosie: I would, but in the words of Professor Umbridge

Rosie: I must not tell lies

Max: OF COURSE you would quote Umbridge... She's the queen of the Poshes.

Max: Who am I kidding, as soon as my mum finds out I'm texting a girl, she'll immediately fall in love regardless of what you do. Maybe you SHOULD run before she starts asking you about floral arrangements...

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Maia: Nothing fun ever happens around here, Max.

Maia: Although there is a dance coming up, I don't know if it'll be fun or not.

Max: Yeah, dances are usually crap.

Max: You could take a group of friends though. That could be fun. You should ask Naomi! I'm sure she'd like that!

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Finnegan: Your dorm is not my responsibility, Max

Max: Please? I had to go back home for a bit. I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate.

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Naomi: You don't have to, but you're sweet for doing so.

Naomi: I hope your flight's okay.

Max: I'll call you when I land.

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Alyssa: You're going home?

Alyssa: Right. Sorry. I have this nightmare about leaving the oven on and burning the entire shared house down..

Max: I think everyone does...

Max: and just for a bit. My granddad's passed. So I'm going back for the funeral.