#doehearted

[positivelygaming-blog1]

Let me just talk about @doehearted for a minute here... I love how she writes Max-- it seems like, to me, that Max would seem like a difficult character to write as and she does it so wonderfully! And she’s such a sweet person to talk to OOC too!!

[quccnvictoria-blog]

“%” for a CURIOUS text

[Text: Maxine]: so if you’re free[Text: Maxine]: did you wanna hang out and compare photog notes?

[whiiteknight-blog]

@doehearted -- from here.

They’ve only been out of the oven three minutes, she’s eaten two, damning her mouth to be scorched slightly but the chocolate. She’s pretty sure she’s given herself a second degree burn on her tongue too.

She pours them both a drink and hopes it helps. “At least they’re good anyway” she adds with a bright laugh over at Warren. She drinks the rest of her milk and  laughs a bit, leaning back into her chair. “Thank you for staying with me…. you could probably still make it to the… dance or what ever it is” Max lamely suggests, rubbing the back of her neck nervously.

“You shouldn’t miss out on things because of me”

          “Hell no! No way in ANY universe that I would miss out on freshly baked cookies a la Max!” He was laughing just a bit at her lack of patience with the cookies as she already bit into several and burned her tongue on them. Moving around her, his whole body still faced her as he grabbed at a couple of cookies himself. 

          “It’s a shitty Vortex Club party anyways. There’s going to be more -- if I even want to go.” And he’d never go unless he knew he couldn’t be with her. Biting into one of the cookies, he’d wince slightly; cookie only half chewed in his mouth as his spare hand covered the mess. “Holy fuck, you weren’t joking around--!” Setting the baked goods down, he’d grab for the glass of milk and chug a bit before gasping and setting it down. 

          “Besides, you haven’t been to one before either, right? We could go together one day..! If you’re up to the quest!”