𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑: @dirtbvgs.
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THERE’S AN UNIDENTIFIED TYPE OF PRESSURE on maxine’s chest, and she’s determined to eradicate it. she has her suspicions — between every mistake she made at dreamscape, the fire, the entire jerry case growing more convoluted with every passing day .. everyone must be feeling that knot in their chest right now.
maxine will be the first to admit that lex is a rather odd, seemingly even random, choice for a friend to seek out on a monday afternoon, but max hasn’t seen the store since before the fire and things between her and lex have been left as awkward as ever, things left unsaid or forgotten. plus, what’s really weighing on maxine’s conscience is the fact that blair and her kissed — and whilst blair and lex have been broken up for quite some time, and max doesn’t even know half of their story, she knows firsthand how shitty it is to hear such news from someone else.
besides, she’s really starting to warm up to lex. she’d be a fool not to pursue a friendship when they’re so rare for a shy girl like herself.
though it’s not even her shift, max swings by, chocolate milkshake in one hand and her own strawberry milkshake in the other, and lets her gaze wander once she enters the store. it looks the same, really, hiding what must be a scorched back room, but she doesn’t get to turn the corner before her eyes find lex. « hey, » she calls out, voice friendly as she offers half a smile. « happy monday. » she raises the milkshake in invitation, beckoning him to come get it.