the amazing spider-max

Maxence Jolibois. 19. San Diego.

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Indefinite Hiatus

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Maxence strapped his board’s leash to his ankle as he stood on the beach not far off from where Alan was. “Hey, uh,” he said looking out at the waves, “I know I never said it, but, uh, what you did at the Halloween party, when I looked uncomfortable?” Max swallowed and tried not to make it weird. “Thanks. And thanks for being cool and not brining it up when my mom was here.”

He grabbed his waterproof case from his sandy backpack and let the rest of the bag fall back onto the beach. He and Alan had been traveling the half hour out here to surf every morning they could spare and it had been far more exciting and therapeutic than anything Orléans had offered them. “I think I’m gonna figure my shit out one day, but-” Max strapped the waterproof case to his arm with more force than necessary. “Unless those swells have relationship advice, I’m assuming it’s not today.” 

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Text ➝ Win

Win: I made him a cake and wrote my answers on it

Win: when he eats it it'll affect his judgement

Win: wanna copy my cake?

Maxence: you're a goddamn genius

Maxence: Think he likes pancakes? Or scrambled eggs? Or stir fry?

Maxence: That's all I know how to make.

Maxence: wait. There's also muffins...straight out of the bag of muffin mix.

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Text ➝ Win

Maxence: hey, you know how we bullshitted that last math assignment before the final? What's your plan for this one?

Maxence: I thought for sure the NZ professor would be better, but he explains shit.

Maxance: I'm gonna fail.

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oh-you-are-so-defiant​:

“Please,” Alan said, hugging his father and Inés in turn. He reached over to give Solène’s hair a ruffle, “you would if it really came down to it. I’ve got faith in my favourite Jolly Boy.”

“Faith that your friend will lie for you, Alan?” Keith questioned, giving Alan a flat look. Sometimes, he didn’t understand his son. But then again, sometimes he acted so much like his mother that Keith wished he’d gotten them away from her sooner. “But yes, the trip did take a while. I’m glad we managed to get business class seats. I think Solène would have rioted if we hadn’t.”

Maxence ignored Alan’s teasing and looked back at his little sister. “Flying is weird, huh?” “Scary!” Solène corrected adamantly as he let her down gently till her little Converse hit the tile flooring. “Scary when it takes off. Scary when it lands. Scary when it hits bumps in the sky.”

“Yeah, that part is kind of scary. You wanna see where we live right now?” he asked. He reached and took the bag from his mother. His mother hadn’t taught him to be a complete ass. He could carry her bag for her. He looked at Alan. “You wanna let them freshen up and head to eat?” he asked kind of bored with their options. “I’ve gotta admit that it’s really weird to me that we left France and then get treated to Cirque du Soleil.”

Solène looked up between Max and Alan. “What’s Cirque du Soleil?”

“It’s professionals giving us an example of what it looks like to perform like dancing monkeys through the system for the rest of our lives,” Max answered before shooting a grin at Alan. “Maxence!” Inés scolded. Max just turned on his heels to lead everyone back to their dorms, hoping at least Alan would back him on this.

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Keith walked towards the school, Solène clinging to his back like a baby monkey, and Ines holding to his arm. He’d known that Ines had wanted to come out and see Maxence, but he’d also known she’d been nervous about travelling alone with Solène. Keith had already been planning on coming out for his own son, so it was easy to offer to travel with her. After all, he’d been fairly close to Ines and Cyrille since Alan declared Maxence his friend when they’d met.

“Now, I texted the boys,” Keith said, readjusting Solène. “They should be meeting us out front, unless Alan’s done something stupid to hold them up. Again.”

“Dad, you wound me,” Alan said, jogging up with Max and a grin. “Have I ever done something stupid that made us late?” He paused, thinking. “In the last week?” he amended, looking at Max with his trademarked shit-eating grin. “Tell ‘em Jolly Boy. I’ve been good.”

“I will not lie on your behalf,” Maxence told Alan with a shake of his head as he grinned up at his mother. Inés gave a skeptical look and Max amended, “I mean, at least not to you guys.”

He hugged his mother tightly and then pulled Solène from Keith’s back so that he could hug her too. “Come here, you. Hey! I missed you!” he said, swinging her around before looking back at his mother and Keith. “How was your trip? It takes forever, doesn’t it? Worth it though. Alan and I have been surfing nearly every morning since we got here.”

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Jolibois Family

Father: Cyrille | FC: Bradley Cooper Mother: Inés | FC: Naomi Watts Older Brother: Xavier | FC: Hunter Parrish Older Brother: Rémy | FC: Colin Jost Younger Brother: Alexis | FC: Ty Simpkins Younger Brother: Basile | FC: Gavin Warren Younger Sister: Solène | FC: Bella Lotz

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Text ➝ Win

Win: I speak some french!

Win: okay it's not just me

Win: i take it u uh didn't do it either....

Maxence: I haven't even tried. And at this point, I'm not sure I want to.

Maxence: What's the punishment for not turning in an assignment?

Maxence: It can't be too bad, right? I'm pretty sure we haven't guillotined anyone in decades.

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Text ➝ Win

Win: Did u do the math homework?

Win: I do not understand any of what she said today and it had to do with before the final.

Maxence: You're just asking me this because I speak French, aren't you?

Maxence: Just because she and I are both French does not mean I understand the assignment.

Maxence: She still sounds insane in either language she's mumbling.

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“Toast, definitely,” Alan confirmed, yawning again. He grabbed a butter knife and a couple of plates down for the toast. “Always toast. You know damn well we think best with food in hand.”

It was an awful habit that they’d started sometime after the became friends. Alan couldn’t remember if he started it or if Max did, but they did it now. They’d probably do it for some time to come too.

“What’s the deal with the Yodel boy, anyway?” Alan asked, ducking into Max’s room to plug his phone in.  Alan came back, pushing his hair out of his face. “Because Jolly Boy, you’ve never struck me as the type of dude that wanted to be called pet names like ‘sexy boy’.”

“Jökull,” Maxence corrected, knowing Alan knew full well how to say his name, but ignoring the last comment altogether. “And I don’t know. We went out a few times. It was fun. He’s nice. But I felt like everything was moving so fast, you know? Never mind, you don’t know.”

He looked in the fridge again, this time pulling out a carton of eggs and holding them up with a shrug and a silent question to Alan. “And then I was already confused about how I was feeling about that and you started acting like you.” Max rubbed his temples and grabbed a frying pan before looking back at Alan. “And I don’t know what to do with that, man. What were you even thinking?”

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“Well,” Alan said, stretching. “Either you have a phone shaped lump in your mattress, or your phone is currently under my thigh.” He pulled at the device and handed it to Max. “Here. Pretty sure we fell asleep on it. Looks about all the way dead, but eh.”

“You know what, if you hadn’t shoved your elbow in my face repeatedly, I probably wouldn’t have stolen the blankets,” Alan countered. He knew full well that he probably would have still stolen the blanket in his sleep. Alan stretched, getting up to follow Max into the kitchen.

“But Jolly Boy, dude, I know you love me,” Alan cooed, winking at Max and getting out the coffee mugs in his poor attempt to be helpful. “I’m your favourite, and you know it. But uh, hopefully, I didn’t do too much permanent damage for your love life last night.”

Maxence plugged his phone in to charge in the sitting room he shared with his roommate and got to work on the coffee. As the coffee maker started to make sounds of life, Max stretched his neck and back a little more and then moved toward the refrigerator.  “I don’t know what my love life is these days,” he told Alan with defeat. “Nothing feels real, but everything feels like it’s supposed to be. I don’t know what I’m doing.”

He pulled out hazelnut coffee creamer and two jars of jam. “You want toast? I’m gonna make toast while I decide what I actually want for breakfast.”  He wasn’t sure if it were Alan that taught him that you could eat while searching for or making other food, but he had definitely been sharing that unhealthy habit with him for a number of years now. They were a young guys. Their metabolisms could take it. 

“There’s another charger in my room if your phone needs it,” he offered, knowing Alan knew where it was. “I’m a little scared mine is going to come to life with pictures from me making out with your mostly naked dumb ass. Mainly hoping no one was paying attention.”

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Avery had heard are you okay asked since the dance more times than she could have even bothered to keep track of. She didn’t mean to roll her eyes at the question, but she still did. “I’m great,” She said with a shrug before tossing the bat to the side and hopping over and away from the car- just in case. Didn’t hurt to get rid of evidence, right? Even though her prints were probably all over the bat– the driver would probably just be too pissed to see the bat, though.”Are you okay? Isn’t it a little late to be making a pharmacy stop?”

“Seasonal allergies are a real thing,” Maxence laughed sarcastically after noting that she definitely didn’t want to talk about the bat situation. “I keep sneezing and I’ve had a sinus headache for hours.”  He glanced at the car with the broken out windows again. “Is there something I can do? I’m guessing you didn’t bust these windows out of a complete stranger’s car so if you need to talk or if you want me to anonymously report something or if you want to blow off some steam, I don’t know-” Max shrugged kind unsure of himself. “I could help?” He held out his hand, but then remembered the sneezing and thought better of it before pulling his hand back. “I’m Maxence...Max. And you probably want to ditch the bat somewhere better than that. Find a drainage pipe or something?”

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“You were dreaming about spiders?” Alan asked, sitting up and rubbing his face. “I can still feel them on my legs, dude. It was the worst feeling in the world, I think.” He shuddered, flopping back down on the bed with a groan. “Jolly Boy, I regret to inform you, sharing a bed was probably the worst decision you’ve ever had.”

Which, of course, it meant that it was Alan’s decision. He hadn’t wanted to be alone, rattled more than he’d let on during the dance. “I feel like death, dude,” Alan groused, shaking his head slightly. “Do you have coffee? I think we need coffee.”

“It wasn’t even my decision,” Maxence complained as he sat up and squinted in the light pouring in the window. “Where’s my phone?”

He vaguely recalled being pretty stupid with Alan last night and there were probably going to be consequences for that poor decision, but whatever. What’s done was done now. None of this was what he had in mind when he came to Luxor. Somehow, he had imagined this would be about getting a degree and not about dealing with Alan’s antics. They were always fun in the moment and afterward, he usually felt like he needed to haul himself to confession even if he hadn’t been the one doing anything.

He glanced over at Alan, somehow needing to make sure there weren’t any spiders around after his dream and Alan continuing to insist they were really climbing on him. “Yeah, yeah coffee. But just for the record, I dreamed of spiders; I was cold all night, and I hate you.” There was no real vehemence to it, but he didn’t figure Alan was awake enough to pay attention to him anyway. He dragged himself out of bed, ran his fingers through his hair, and stalked off toward the kitchen in search of something to revive his friend.

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Avery was far too pleased with herself as she marveled at her work, as she stood in the parking lot in the dark well after curfew. Shards of glass were all around, likely both in the seats of the car as well as on the ground from her taking the baseball bat to both windows.  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone approach, and she quickly turned to face them, jumping back just a tad- yet a hint of her amused smile still lingered. “Hey, I was never here, alright?” She asked, hoping they’d be cool and not rat her out.

Maxence held up his hands in surrender. “Yeah, yeah, of course. It’s not my car. And you’ve got a bat. I saw nothing.” He had just been walking by the parking lot to the closest pharmacy for something for his allergies after he had sneezed his hundredth sneeze and finally had enough, but this was worth being out of bed for as well. His eyes darted both to the car windows and then to the bat in the girl’s hands. “Did- did something happen? Are you okay?”

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dogs or cats?

I like all animals, but dogs are best!

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Is it ever okay to lie?

Yeah. There are plenty of good times to lie.

-To protect someone -To keep from hurting someone’s feelings (especially children) -To maintain privacy -To keep yourself safe -To keep from being embarrassed  -To surprise someone later (like a gift or a surprise party) I’m sure there’s a lot of other good reasons too. Lies aren’t completely bad things. Lies are often “gray areas” of morality. And a lot of morality is relative anyway.