an old habit I don’t gotta kick
Chloe: hey maxaroni wanna hang out? Mad-Max: Sorry I’m watching a movie with Warren :(
She shouldn’t have let it get to her so much but there was a part of Chloe that burned with the knowledge that Max imparted on her. The fact that Warren was in the picture made the matter entirely worse. She and Max had been touch-and-go for the past week. They barely talked about the fact that they had been lip-locked for a few hours, despite that Chloe wanted to talk about it. However, talking about it meant that they would have to confront the gigantic elephant in the room and talk about feelings and what they were going to do now.
However, just because she didn’t want to talk about her feelings didn’t mean she didn’t have them.
Chloe didn’t know what happened before she was suddenly behind the wheel off her truck and screeching haphazardly into a parking spot on Blackwell’s campus. She was halfway across the campus and knocking on Max’s door before she felt like she had blinked twice. Of course, nothing, and she couldn’t hear anything on the inside. So where...?
She’d only been in the boy’s dorm a few times, but she knew how to get there, and it wasn’t too hard to find Warren’s room out of the lot. She looked at the door for a few seconds and scratched the back of her head beneath her beanie. She came closer to the door and could hear sounds behind it, movie or music, something, before she opened the door and pushed it open. “This where the party’s at?” she asked, looking around with a smug smirk on her face.
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