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@coracovington at cora’s place downtown

Max wasn’t going to lie; he’d searched for her face at the hospital when he got his hand checked for the day but after not seeing it, he decided to text her instead. When recieving a reply that she was home Max announced he’d swing by on his way back from his check up. At least if it was no trouble for her but to be honest he was getting so bored doing practically nothing that it wouldn’t have been impossible for him to show up unannounced. He did it with Aless, but he supposed that was different. They were like brothers. His hand was healing well at least, they said. It still looked pretty gross without the bandage but as long as he kept taking care of it himself, it would probably look fine in a few weeks. Knocking on Cora’s door with his right hand he bit down his lower lip for a moment. The mystery male doctor had been on his mind lately, for a number of reasons. First of all, who was he? Was he single? Even though he did come off as kind of an asshole based on Cora’s reaction, Max got another vibe as well, one that was hard to place. Did he bother her a lot? Was it possible she liked him? He tried to remember how she had first reacted with Max himself but it had been almost twenty years. The door swung open and interrupted his thoughts, a grin spreading across his lips as dark hues scanned her features. ❛ He, Doc. ❜ HIs brows raised slightly. ❛ Promise I’m not just here because I’m bored. ❜

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a wedding starter for @coracovington in english

It wasn’t like he was actually looking for her but for Max Cora stood out of a crowd as if she was a whole foot taller and shining like the sun. She really shone, in that dress with her silky smooth hair and radiant smile. He couldn’t help staring for a moment. Okay, Max was not wasted, and maybe that's why the guilt was pulled over him like a veil and washed away his smile in a matter of seconds. He shouldn't - but he did, feet moving in her direction. With a deep breath and a hard swallow, he closed the distance between them with each step he took and stopped just a few feet from her. Damn it, he should really leave her alone, but everything had been so good, or at least okay, until a few months ago. He would give anything just to go back to it. They didn’t even have to talk to each other, just let everything be okay. What would he even say? He had tried last time he saw her but Cora was a strong woman. She managed without him, clearly. They didn’t need each other, but that didn’t erase what Max wanted. ❛ Can I borrow a second or... Is that too much to ask? ❜

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location: valentine’s day gala closed: @coracovington

He’d seen her around from time to time since he got there, catching glimpses. She looked great, obviously put much more effort in than he had to this event but he wouldn’t expect anything less. He’d caught her looking at him a few times recently though and he wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk to him or if there was something wrong so eventually he gathered up the courage to walk up to her while she was standing at the bar, clearing his throat a little so he wouldn’t startle her. ❛ You look... great, ❜ he said. Couldn’t he come up with anything better to say? Any other adjective. Great? So stupid. Max did feel a bit of stinging guilt about what had happened with Ash but it had already happened and there was nothing he could do to change it, just leave it behind. Shake it off. It hadn’t meant anything anyway. Cora didn’t need to know, even though he felt a bit bad for not telling her. There were likely more things unsaid between them than that anyway. He pressed his lips together for a moment and then turned to the side to look down at her. She felt taller, it was probably the heels. ❛ You wanna dance? I mean, for old times sake... Or do I have to fight off some hot date first? ❜ he half-joked, a soft grin playing on his lips.

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@coracovington mcintosh park

A walk in the park wasn’t anything he’d planned on; Bash was just passing through after meeting a client when he spotted the dark haired woman who looked a little bit lost in her thoughts. If he was anyone else he probably would have kept walking. Who knew what Lily had told about their break up? He didn’t really want to think about her, yet he thought about her a lot and Cora only reminded him of it. Despite that, he walked up to her, stopping ten feet next to her and looking at the scenery before them as the sun heated up the back of his white shirt but especially his legs covered in black, ripped jeans as usual. ❛ Long time, ❜ he said as if it was the most casual meeting ever after not seeing each other since the wedding over a month ago and perhaps it was. Cora wasn’t like the rest of Lily’s family, that was for sure. She actually kind of liked him, didn’t she? Bash wanted to ask about her cousin, how she was doing, about that new guy she might be seeing so soon after they parted, but as he turned to look at the woman next to him he wondered what she was doing here and what she was thinking about and decided to ask about her instead - or at least first. ❛ Where y’at? ❜

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🧼 : your muse bathes mine after my muse sustains an injury or illness . ( ca 2007 )

It had honestly been a terrible game. Not only had they lost but it had been raining. Everything was muddy and slippery and just generally difficult, especially when a guy on the opposite team had decided to tackle him right into the mud for no damn reason. Max understood why he didn’t see Cora at all during the game, it must have been almost as awful to sit and watch as it had been playing but at least the people on the bleachers could go inside. It was finally over though and Cora had put Max in the bathtub the moment he stepped in through the door.

He had showered in the changing rooms but it didn’t seem to help much; the water he was sitting in now was still dirty and the cut a stick had poked in his cheek when his helmet fell off during the tackle wasn’t doing well. ❛ Stop babying me, ❜ he muttered in a soft whine when Cora washed the shampoo off his head and grabbed his chin so he’d face her with his grumpy expression.

Relax your face, dummy.

Her demand immediately made his face soften but not before he rolled his eyes a little. Max hissed when she inspected the cut on his cheek as if that was what was on his mind when his whole damn body was aching from the game. Why hadn’t they just postponed it? They could have won if the conditions were better, he was sure of it. Then he could have just gotten in bed with Cora and been in a good mood. He missed riding the winning high.

❛ Can you just get in the tub with me? ❜ he asked but immediately got a grimace in return from his girlfriend. No, gross, it’s filthy. She wasn’t wrong, so he saw her point, at least. ❛ Well then get me out. ❜

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💅 : your muse paints my muse’s nails .

Len sat perched on the sink of the public bathroom, holding Cora’s extended hand as she dabbed at the broken nail with all the precision of a drunken surgeon. “Listen,” she said, her attention divided, “You’re obviously very smart— but nails,” Len shook her head, huffing as if to punctuate, “nails are fucking tricky, you know? Like, look at these.” She jabbed the feathered end of the nail brush at the crooked nail in question, jagged where it’d been torn and growing stickier as she attempted to glue it back together with clear polish. So, maybe the cocktail of party favours she’d swallowed down with a glass of champagne were making her messier than usual. “I can’t believe they broke on you. Ultimate betrayal, fucking guillotine style shit.” She gazed into the other woman’s face, seeking some kind of understanding and instead coming away slightly starry-eyed. “You’re really fucking pretty, holy shit.”

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2, 13, 20

What’s the most used app on your phone?

“Youtube? Or Facebook? I don’t know, how do I check this?”

When was the last time you were truly happy?

"I’d say I’m happy but I was probably happier before I fucked up the relationship with my first ex and then bumped into my more recent ex who is back in town all of a sudden.”

What do you think is your sexiest feature?

“Cooking is sexy? I guess people also like guys over 6 feet, so there’s that. Girls are constantly jealous of my eyelashes too but I’m not sure if that one’s considered sexy or just... Pretty?”