{ downxrs }
It had been one week, two days and six(ish) hours since Max and Pip had slept together. Or, more accurately, since Max had fucked the living daylights out of Pip. And now he wasn't speaking to him. Pip, for his part, was fucking furious. He was crazy about Max, he had been for years and he'd told him that. He hadn't wanted to think that Max was just using Pip as a rebound, but now it looked exactly like that. Max wasn't answering his calls, so Pip decided that the best course of action would be to go over to his house. At 4am. Wasted.
"Open the fuck up!!" he yelled at the door, thumping it until his hand hurt. "Fucking talk to me, you fucking asshole!!"













