Date: 2019-01-07 10:52 pm (UTC)
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(Chloe and Eddie did have a pretty unique history all things considered. She'd been with him through a whole lot of weird in not a lot of time. Just a year, about, and he's glad for it on a daily basis. Max was a new addition though. Chloe had met some of his friends from home, but he had never met anyone from Chloe's home.

Only seen them in flashbacks- and that was another kind of weird altogether.

Max is a lot simpler than he had expected, truthfully. After all, he had seen Rachel. He had seen other girls Chloe was into as well. Figured she had a type.

Then again, Eddie was pretty positive that the people you felt the strongest about weren't going to align with your Expected Type. That's how it was for him, anyway. And so he gapes for a couple of rude seconds. Max. Chloe's Max. What had he expected?

Before he can think of something to say, Max goes on and says that, and the overwhelming maturity of a thirteen year old boy from the fifties wins out in a natural reaction of indignation.)


You can't eat the whole thing! You'll get fat. And then probably die of a heart attack. And do you know how annoying Chloe would be about that?

(Eddie talks bullet-fast, his voice high and thin, but he seems to genuinely mean the heart attack thing.)
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