[ Overwhelmed might have been the most accurate description of Chloe's mood when she'd shut off her own feed and gone to head for her car. She had taken the time to breathe finally when she'd sat behind the wheel and had to fight with the ignition to get the engine to spark to life. It was something else to focus on other than the heavy emotions that had just been passed between she and Max for the last... well, however long that had been. Half hour? At most? Was it really that short of a time?
It takes her twenty minutes instead of ten to actually get back, because it's Chloe and she's never been good at actually knowing how long anything takes in her life. But once she comes inside, the tight hug that greeted her makes her stumble just slightly, before she lets out a quiet laugh at the familiarity of it, wrapping her arms tightly around Max in return.
It really felt like home. It makes her close her eyes, resting her cheek against Max's hair, breathing in deeply so she can fill her senses with the smell of her shampoo. ]
Thanks for the grope.
[ It's muttered more humorously than anything else, and she tightens her hold on her for a moment. ]
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Date: 2019-09-25 12:22 am (UTC)It takes her twenty minutes instead of ten to actually get back, because it's Chloe and she's never been good at actually knowing how long anything takes in her life. But once she comes inside, the tight hug that greeted her makes her stumble just slightly, before she lets out a quiet laugh at the familiarity of it, wrapping her arms tightly around Max in return.
It really felt like home. It makes her close her eyes, resting her cheek against Max's hair, breathing in deeply so she can fill her senses with the smell of her shampoo. ]
Thanks for the grope.
[ It's muttered more humorously than anything else, and she tightens her hold on her for a moment. ]