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Scorpius’ jaw hung ajar as he listened to Max talk. “Do you ever stop talking nonsense? Is there an of switch somewhere?”
"Nah. I enjoy it too much. Its leaving expressions like that on people’s faces that makes it all worth it,” he chuckled, pointing to Scorpius’ facial expression.
“No? I’d rather take the honest route here. It’s more fun for both of us – or, well, just me.”
"And just like that you crushed both my dreams and my ego.”
“I would try to explain metaphors, but your pea-sized brain probably couldn’t handle it.”
"Pea-sized? I’ll take it. Never underestimate the small. I mean a princess couldn’t get to sleep all because of a little pea. Small is mighty.”
“Takes one to know one, isn’t that what they say?”
"Don’t look at me-- you’re the one licking hippogriff balls.”
“That’s up for debate.”
"You’re not even going to pretend to enjoy my jokes?”
Scorpius rubbed his temples with his fingers. “I can feel my brain cells dying the longer this conversation lasts.”
"That’s incredible-- considering I was starting to assume you were already braindead.”
Scorpius looked at Max for a while. “Merlin’s beard, you actually are a twelve year-old boy.”
"Actually I’m eighteen, but I’m flatter you think I could pass as someone so young.”
“Your jokes are worse than the taste of hippogriff’s balls, Watson.”
"And how would you know, Malfoy? Lick a lot of hippogriff balls in your free time?”
“It actually wasn’t.”
“Your opinion doesn’t count if you don’t have a sense of humor,” he teased.
“That was an incredible jock and you know it.”
"You’re the only one who ever really appreciates my jokes.
"Aw c’mon, that was a hilarious joke.”
“If I were you, I wouldn’t drink the punch. Apparently, it’s been spiked.”
“As per usual, Mel. I don’t think that tradition will ever die.”
“These spiked drinks aren’t too bad this time around.”
"Just make sure not to go too overboard, bud.”
“The whole point of this –” he began, gesturing to his own mask “– is the added mystery to this whole reveal, or the very least for you to guess.”
"And yet I can still tell its you, ‘lil bro.”
max’s masquerade outfit ;
suit && mask.
“Thank you,” Mar said with relief, already dispersing the wires through the room.
"Anything else you need help with?”
“I… I didn’t think about that. I do all this overthinking and I didn’t once think that was a possibility.”
"That’s okay, Harmony. But doesn’t that give you even the slightest sliver of hope that there’s a chance?”
