[Huh. Well, that was a relief, at least. She didn't know what she had expected, really...but he was some kind of giant bull-man, how many prejudices could he even have? So she actually grinned a little.]
...Thanks. It's kind of new. [Which might explain the goofy edge to her smile, even. But there were more important things to ask and the smile faded as she took a drag off her cigarette.]
Anyway. Uh. Look, this is weird to ask but like...you're stayin' at that fuckin' seminar thing, right? You're gonna keep goin'?
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[It's okay, Chloe, you're taking to someone whose views on sex and relationships is basically "hey as long as everyone is having a good time, it's fine". No worries.]
Hah. I can tell. Still... good for you two.
[This must be the person Max was talking about, too. So... even better. If not a little depressing. But that's to think about later.]
Yeah. There are people here I need to keep my eye on. This isn't the first time I've seen this kind of shit either...
[Why is him saying that weirdly embarrassing? Eesh.]
Uh. Okay. It's like...Fuck. I can't stay. Yesterday they...fuckin' tazed my brain and I've been a wreck since. I know if I go back I'm gonna...
[She didn't know what would happen, but she was pretty sure it would suck. She drew in a breath through her nose, trying to steady herself in spite of the thoughts from yesterday making her want to throw up again.]
Max wants me to leave. Knows a way for me to get out of the country. She says it's to help her but... [Chloe just rolls her eyes.]
But I mean. I'm supposed to have her back, you know?
[There's probably a request in that rambling somewhere..]
[She sucked in a relieved breath at that, which came back out again as a kind of tired laugh after a few seconds.]
...Thanks man. I mean, I get it, if she doesn't have me to worry about...but that just leaves me sittin' in Mexico worryin' about her and feelin' like a complete douche for leaving.
[Which she wasn't going to say to Max. Probably. Hopefully.]
I keep trying to get her to come with me but...well, she's Max so she's never gonna listen to me anyway.
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[There's a pause. And then Bull just grins.]
Oh, yeah?
Good for you two.
[And, judging from the tone, he totally means that.]
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...Thanks. It's kind of new. [Which might explain the goofy edge to her smile, even. But there were more important things to ask and the smile faded as she took a drag off her cigarette.]
Anyway. Uh. Look, this is weird to ask but like...you're stayin' at that fuckin' seminar thing, right? You're gonna keep goin'?
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Hah. I can tell. Still... good for you two.
[This must be the person Max was talking about, too. So... even better. If not a little depressing. But that's to think about later.]
Yeah. There are people here I need to keep my eye on. This isn't the first time I've seen this kind of shit either...
[Someone has to, so it might as well be me.]
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Uh. Okay. It's like...Fuck. I can't stay. Yesterday they...fuckin' tazed my brain and I've been a wreck since. I know if I go back I'm gonna...
[She didn't know what would happen, but she was pretty sure it would suck. She drew in a breath through her nose, trying to steady herself in spite of the thoughts from yesterday making her want to throw up again.]
Max wants me to leave. Knows a way for me to get out of the country. She says it's to help her but... [Chloe just rolls her eyes.]
But I mean. I'm supposed to have her back, you know?
[There's probably a request in that rambling somewhere..]
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It's going to be shitty. Yeah. I get you.
[And he does. He can see it all over her face. Thanks to the video feed at least. He won't press for details, this time.]
... Help her by getting you out of the line of fire. She cares a lot about you -- makes it easier on her if she knows you're safe.
[This is an educated guess, but it's a safe one to make.]
Doing what she asks you is sort of like doing that. [He holds up a hand.] But, yeah. I know.
I'll keep watching her.
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[She sucked in a relieved breath at that, which came back out again as a kind of tired laugh after a few seconds.]
...Thanks man. I mean, I get it, if she doesn't have me to worry about...but that just leaves me sittin' in Mexico worryin' about her and feelin' like a complete douche for leaving.
[Which she wasn't going to say to Max. Probably. Hopefully.]
I keep trying to get her to come with me but...well, she's Max so she's never gonna listen to me anyway.
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Yeah. It's a shitty choice. But... still. You're not a douche for doing what your girlfriend needs you to do.
The opposite, pretty much.
[Good, don't say that. At all.]
Hah! Tell me about it.
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[Chloe just shakes her head, but she has that slightly goofy smile people get when they're talking about someone they're in love with. Oops.]
...Anyway. So, just, try to keep her from doing anything that'll get her, I don't know, electrocuted or something?
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[He's only mostly kidding.]
... Got it. I'll do what I can.
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[And now she's lightning up another cigarette. It's one of those nights.]
Thanks man. Seriously.
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[He nods his head to her.]
No problem. Seriously.
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I've got half an hour before I have to relieve a terrible escape movie so, I'm going back to back.
[Get a last few minutes of Max-snuggles, probably. What a sap.]
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Good luck, kid.
... Get a few more minutes with her, too, yeah?
that should've been 'back to bed' oops.
[She grins and gives a little mock wave (she doesn't really do not-mock waves) and then hangs up with a click.]