[ Max Caulfield has seen Chloe Price die too many times.
What's one more? You know, for the road. Anyway, she's seated and just... watching, quietly. Or she's quiet for the most part, anyway, until some blue-haired girl shows up and even when she's being angry and bitter to like, everyone: ]
Chloe...
[ God, she's... she's so...
Max doesn't really have it in her to write much in the way of notes for this first bit, she's just kind of. Aimlessly doddling. It mostly turns into pictures of Chloe and/or butterflies. ]
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What's one more? You know, for the road. Anyway, she's seated and just... watching, quietly. Or she's quiet for the most part, anyway, until some blue-haired girl shows up and even when she's being angry and bitter to like, everyone: ]
Chloe...
[ God, she's... she's so...
Max doesn't really have it in her to write much in the way of notes for this first bit, she's just kind of. Aimlessly doddling. It mostly turns into pictures of Chloe and/or butterflies. ]