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I Don't think we've talked in awhile, how are you?

~ @mirror-joyson

hello mr byers!

i'm good :) how are you?

That's good news, I'm going well. Just letting people deal with things on their own terms.

that's great! how is everyone doing? what have you been up to lately?

The normal Paranoia. Spoke to Willow and Joana and some others, what about you?

things are good. uh, recovering from everything is a process, but it's happening. slowly but surely.

Yeah, I can understand that. If you ever need help, I'm always around.

thank you mr byers. i'm okay though.

I Don't think we've talked in awhile, how are you?

~ @mirror-joyson

hello mr byers!

i'm good :) how are you?

That's good news, I'm going well. Just letting people deal with things on their own terms.

that's great! how is everyone doing? what have you been up to lately?

The normal Paranoia. Spoke to Willow and Joana and some others, what about you?

#mirrorverse #sorry for taking so long to reply

things are good. uh, recovering from everything is a process, but it's happening. slowly but surely.

I Don't think we've talked in awhile, how are you?

~ @mirror-joyson

hello mr byers!

i'm good :) how are you?

That's good news, I'm going well. Just letting people deal with things on their own terms.

that's great! how is everyone doing? what have you been up to lately?

#he's trying so hard to convince himself #mirrorverse

do you still mourn your sister?

what the fuck? no. i never mourned her. she didnt deserve it. she was a racist asshole and she deserved what was coming to her.

i never mourned her... but maybe i still feel guilty about her death. maybe sometimes, i still think it should've been me instead.

I Don't think we've talked in awhile, how are you?

~ @mirror-joyson

hello mr byers!

i'm good :) how are you?

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mike and max attached at the hip at all times but if you ask if they're friends they start audibly gagging send tweet

homosandhomies

i’m never not thinking about they/he/she max and she/they/he mike

#ooc

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while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

max shrugged again. even though sometimes, dealing with some of the situations mickie got herself into made him feel like he was losing his mind, he would choose to do it again for her.

yeah, no problem, loser.

michelle looked up and smirked.

after what happened yesterday, i’d say i’m more of a winner now. heh.

max scoffed, but couldn't stop a slight chuckle from escaping his lips. right. whatever.

michelle smiled, seeing his chuckle escape at her comment.

you bet.

max rolled his eyes and shook his head, but a grin worked its way onto his face.

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while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

max shrugged again. even though sometimes, dealing with some of the situations mickie got herself into made him feel like he was losing his mind, he would choose to do it again for her.

yeah, no problem, loser.

michelle looked up and smirked.

after what happened yesterday, i’d say i’m more of a winner now. heh.

max scoffed, but couldn't stop a slight chuckle from escaping his lips. right. whatever.

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while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

michelle thought about max’s words, letting them rest with her. her inner voice was still self deprecating, but she tried to ignore it.

thank you, max. thank you for.. y’know. putting up with me.

max shrugged again. even though sometimes, dealing with some of the situations mickie got herself into made him feel like he was losing his mind, he would choose to do it again for her.

yeah, no problem, loser.

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

but isn’t that what the definition of a bad person is? someone who does bad things? like kissing someone in a relationship or-

she cut herself off at the other things, feeling too much guilt to expose herself like that.

no, because you didn't do it because you want to hurt others. you did it because you're hurting.

i know you pretty well by now, michelle. there's a lot of things that have hurt you. you've made a lot of mistakes. but you've also done a lot of good, as much as it pains me to admit it, and you care so deeply about the people around you. it'll be fine.

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while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

..i’m the bad person.

michelle sighed.

yeah, that’s true.. she maybe sort of.. initiated the kiss, too.

you're not a bad person. maybe it wasnt a good thing to do, and you've definitely made mistakes before, you're not a bad person.

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

..and yet i managed to do it twice.

she said under her breath.

look, it's going to be fine. carla won't be happy, that's for sure, but she's not a bad person, from what i can tell.

and honestly? not entirely your fault. willow kissed you back, didn't she? she's the one in the relationship.

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

michelle drew the strings on her hoodie tight then loose repeatedly.

i fucked up.

max shrugs, chewing his bottom lip. maybe. i'm not gonna lie to you mickie, maybe it wasn't the best idea to kiss someone whos in a relationship.

but then again, with everything that's happened... i don't really blame you. somehow.

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation

michelle twiddled with the zipper of her jacket awkwardly, marinating in her own shame. she wasn’t saying anything, her own thoughts enveloped her louder than any breathing from max or ticking in the house. shit. shit. shit.

max's head bounced against the wall behind him. fuck. this was not how it was meant to go. why couldn't he have made something up, told carla that willow had been at some club, given his friend more time? now they were in this situation, just waiting to see what would happen.

this is like. fucked up.

context

while the couple talk, @mirror-michelle and max wait in the living room, pretending not to be trying to listen in to the conversation