One hell of a dude, huh? [She stares down at her snack as she nibbles on it. The peanut butter cups seem to be having a strange effect on her - an easing of a mild, constant discomfort. The pain of her sickness subsiding.
Or was that the cookie?
It's an odd sensation, and she's not sure what to make of it just yet.
She wrinkles her nose.]
Don't remind me. I have memories of all your big talks.
[At the Glass. And the morning after. The night when Chloe woke up from her nightmare. Many conversations.]
You may not realize it, but living in Max's head isn't exactly pleasant. Not with all the thinking she does.
[Overthinking and over-analyzing everything, especially her conversations with Chloe. Practically obsessing. Worrying about so many things. It drives the Mirror nuts.
no subject
Or was that the cookie?
It's an odd sensation, and she's not sure what to make of it just yet.
She wrinkles her nose.]
Don't remind me. I have memories of all your big talks.
[At the Glass. And the morning after. The night when Chloe woke up from her nightmare. Many conversations.]
You may not realize it, but living in Max's head isn't exactly pleasant. Not with all the thinking she does.
[Overthinking and over-analyzing everything, especially her conversations with Chloe. Practically obsessing. Worrying about so many things. It drives the Mirror nuts.
Ha. Like she isn't already.]