[Everyone said Chloe would back in a few days. Max didn't know if that meant five, or six, or seven, or never, or whatever else. She'd tried waiting in Chloe's room, sleeping on a chair near the bed, eating her meals there, reading, thinking... But by the third day the thoughts and the emptiness of the bed were too much, and she moved back to her room.
Not that it helped her sleep any better.
The knock catches her off guard. There's a few moments of pause, the sound of shuffling from her side of the door. Then the door opens slowly.
Max stands there with her hand still on the doorknob. There are dark circles under her eyes, and an unreadable expression on her face. Something like weary joy mixed with disbelief, anger, and other things, all smashed together into a very complicated look.
A look she directs at Chloe as she stands there in silence, unsure of what to say, and untrusting of the words forming in her mouth.]
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Date: 2018-12-28 02:33 pm (UTC)Not that it helped her sleep any better.
The knock catches her off guard. There's a few moments of pause, the sound of shuffling from her side of the door. Then the door opens slowly.
Max stands there with her hand still on the doorknob. There are dark circles under her eyes, and an unreadable expression on her face. Something like weary joy mixed with disbelief, anger, and other things, all smashed together into a very complicated look.
A look she directs at Chloe as she stands there in silence, unsure of what to say, and untrusting of the words forming in her mouth.]