[Max has indeed managed to look up, so that when Chloe looks at her and gives her that smile, she smiles back. It's small but steady.
This is... not how she expected this conversation would go. But it's... sweet. And echoes so much of how Max feels too. How much she misses how they were like as kids, how scared she's been that they might have lost that. How much she wants it back. How... close September has felt to being that way again.
She glances away and huffs a laugh at the 'horny on main' comment. And then again when Chloe calls her cute.]
...You ass.
[She ducks her head and turns it slightly, letting her hair fall forward a little to cover her eyes, which are a little watery now. And her hands come up to rub at her arms, giving herself a hug.
When she looks back she seems far calmer than before, though she's still pink as well.]
I've missed all of that too. So much. I get so, so scared that we've forgotten how to be friends. Or that... grown-up Chloe and grown-up Max aren't best friend material.
[The admission of that fear is tinged with a waver in her voice.]
But this past month... I feel the same way. And you have been taking care of me. I guess you don't realize it, but I swear you have been.
[She gnaws at her lip for a moment.]
You know, the way I feel about you... in a way, I think I've... I've always felt it. When I came back to Arcadia Bay and saw you, it all came back. Everything I felt as a kid. Except I was older and I understood it more. I understood that... whatever I felt for you back then was always going to turn out this way. It was always going to grow. It was always... going to be you.
[She shifts in her seat, a soft shaky breath escaping her. She's probably said too much. Gone too much the route of what she wants, again, like she tends to do.
But there is one point she won't let go.]
You think too little of yourself, Chloe. I know you in and out. I don't just know you, but I know the... the real you. The you before anything else happened, before Deerington and all the other things. I already knew you, just as much as I know you after all of those things.
And I'd be... [She closes her eyes for a moment.] I'd be so lucky, the luckiest person in the world, to have you. Even just as a friend.
So... yeah. I want it back too.
[She swallows. She needs to... end this with a joke too right? Because this has been really heavy.]
And uh, for the record... it was pretty wowser. [She grins a little, looking thoughtful.] I'd give it like... a solid 6.5?
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Date: 2019-09-19 05:18 am (UTC)This is... not how she expected this conversation would go. But it's... sweet. And echoes so much of how Max feels too. How much she misses how they were like as kids, how scared she's been that they might have lost that. How much she wants it back. How... close September has felt to being that way again.
She glances away and huffs a laugh at the 'horny on main' comment. And then again when Chloe calls her cute.]
...You ass.
[She ducks her head and turns it slightly, letting her hair fall forward a little to cover her eyes, which are a little watery now. And her hands come up to rub at her arms, giving herself a hug.
When she looks back she seems far calmer than before, though she's still pink as well.]
I've missed all of that too. So much. I get so, so scared that we've forgotten how to be friends. Or that... grown-up Chloe and grown-up Max aren't best friend material.
[The admission of that fear is tinged with a waver in her voice.]
But this past month... I feel the same way. And you have been taking care of me. I guess you don't realize it, but I swear you have been.
[She gnaws at her lip for a moment.]
You know, the way I feel about you... in a way, I think I've... I've always felt it. When I came back to Arcadia Bay and saw you, it all came back. Everything I felt as a kid. Except I was older and I understood it more. I understood that... whatever I felt for you back then was always going to turn out this way. It was always going to grow. It was always... going to be you.
[She shifts in her seat, a soft shaky breath escaping her. She's probably said too much. Gone too much the route of what she wants, again, like she tends to do.
But there is one point she won't let go.]
You think too little of yourself, Chloe. I know you in and out. I don't just know you, but I know the... the real you. The you before anything else happened, before Deerington and all the other things. I already knew you, just as much as I know you after all of those things.
And I'd be... [She closes her eyes for a moment.] I'd be so lucky, the luckiest person in the world, to have you. Even just as a friend.
So... yeah. I want it back too.
[She swallows. She needs to... end this with a joke too right? Because this has been really heavy.]
And uh, for the record... it was pretty wowser. [She grins a little, looking thoughtful.] I'd give it like... a solid 6.5?