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Campers! It’s that time of year again!
Max, now seventeen, is back at Camp Campbell as a Junior Camp Counselor! Though, this time around, he’s joined by a childhood friend, Chucky (@alivephiscally) ! He’s not exactly a counselor- Max would argue that he’s just as much of a handful as the other campers.
The Ask Box is open! Feel free to send it questions for either of these boys! Please reblog !!!
Have fun, campers! Campe diem!
Happy Thanksgiving! Heres a happy happy family 💕
Late Halloween drawing! Max was Spider-Man for Halloween. Cause.. I was Spider-Man, too. Enjoy!
Bonus
So Cas, Speaking of thoughts, What do you think of @/Max_answers?
“I don’t think I’ve ever been more uncomfortable in my life- He looks like the Definition of Angsty. Though, the counselor shirt looks fitting on him.”
@max-answers
8/10
Mah demon child! hows it going??
“Just fuckin dandy.”
Halloween icons 👌👌
@max-answers || why do have gun
It wasn’t as if there had been anything out of the ordinary with Max lately. He didn’t seem particularly mad or upset as far as David could tell. If that had been the case, maybe he could have anticipated this, at least on some level. Granted, there wasn’t anything in the world that ever could have prepared him for the sight of his beloved son sitting in his room holding a gun. It wasn’t what he’d been expecting to see as he opened the boy’s door with a bowl full of spaghettios for him, to say the least.
If it were anyone else, common sense would have told him to run. He would have dropped the bowl and gotten out of there as fast as he could, hand flying to his phone to call for help, but this was Max. There was no attempt to flee- no attempt to get out of the way. His head tilted to the side, expression taut with concern.
“Max? Why do you have a gun?”
Inktober #2. Marshmallows! The campers went to sleep and Max was craving s'mores. David caught his marshmallow on fire. Max finds this stupid funny- especially his reaction.
