IC Inbox - Deerington

[mypartnerintime]

Max Caulfield! Leave a message after the beep... Beeeep.

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[onerthes]

[Yep, an actual video game. She smiled as the girl reacted that way, reaching over to pat her on the back of the hand. Wait, wasn't Max trying to console her right there? Oh well, it worked in her mind.]

Don't worry. I know that, I do. Gwen and I talked about things like that. Our worlds touch. We dream of each other, and for one it is a fantasy, for another real.

But, [She smiled at her a little wanly, distantly.] I'm glad that I don't have to explain that to you. You do understand. It was my life.

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The game's awful.

[mypartnerintime]

Gwen? The girl with the cool hair?

[So far Max's interactions with Gwen have been on the better end, and she holds the girl in good regard.

Max grimaces at that comment.]

That doesn't mean your life was awful.

[onerthes]

It is positively delightful isn't it? [She giggled.] Yes, that Gwen. She seems to have a knack for understanding these kinds of things very well, honestly.

And... no, my life wasn't awful, not in the same way. It was much more complicated and meaningful. It's my little way of keeping the few who know from looking too hard.

[mypartnerintime]

I'm glad you see it that way. And I'm glad we got to talk about it... finally.

[A smile. She's certainly grateful for the distraction from the complexities of her own life.]

[onerthes]

It's hard sometimes, to see glimpses of each other's life, and not be sure what you should share, what you should talk about. It's nice to get to know each other more. [temptation to touch Max's hand was high, but she held off. This was a good moment.]

Thank you for being understanding.

[mypartnerintime]

[It is indeed a good moment, though not quite what Max was expecting out of all of this. Not that she's complaining at all.]

Thanks for being so open about it. It can't be easy.