time: 23:05 p.m. location: max’s home status: closed for @maxvargas + @alessxdinatale
“What I’m about to say,” he eyes Max briefly. “Just remember I love you, mate. No hard feelings.” There’s a brief pause, mouth stretching outwards into a tight-lipped smile. “But you can’t leave because you fuckin’ live here and you’d struggle to keep hold of a balloon; let alone a relationship.” His gaze shifts from one man to the other, index finger gesturing towards the tallest male of the three. “This one’s about you, Ale. If you end up calling this night off early, I’ll buy you a friendship bracelet just to burn it.” There was sincerity wreathed in as he spoke. These were the nights he relished most - the times in which he felt most human, most comfortable with the world as it was. “My time is precious. I don’t want to hear none of that Orty bullshit.” His opinion was common knowledge. Whilst he wouldn’t speak negatively in front of Aless, holding his tongue for Ofelia alone, he still believed it was crucial to declare. “Now, where’s the liquor?”












