who: max & @liildenniison
where: dennison household
Max tried to avoid going home to his parents' whenever possible, but on his way home from work the afternoon that he'd seen Allison in the flesh again, he made a beeline for his childhood home. Dani was sure to be there, he'd made sure to check with his mom before leaving the store, and she was the only one who would understand just how earth-shattering this was. It was as though he couldn't slam the car door fast enough and run inside, barely greeting his parents before making his way to his sister's room. "Danielle, red alert," he whispered aggressively. "SOS, 911, all of it. Did you know that Allison was back already?" How could she? Sure, there was word around about her return, but there was no way his sister could have known that she was physically back back. "I ran into her at the witch store, I don't remember a single fucking thing I said, and I was wearing this," Max said frustratedly, peeling the vest off his back and slamming the fabric to the ground.



















