Snippet #2405332

"Yeah...yeah, I'm fine. I guess it just...yeah. I'm fine." She nodded, then she shut her mouth like a steel trap again. Max looked at her, he obviously didn't believe her, and he wasn't going to give up that easily.

"Come on," He said, taking her arm like the absolute gentleman that he is, "Walk with me, talk with me. Tell me what's up. I'm a great listener you know." He saw the confused look on her face and said, "Well, the thing with my sister, the only reason I didn't press the issue with her is because, well... You see, she has never flinched away from me like that before, that's how I knew she really needed some space. Any other time I would've bugged the fuck out of her 'til she told me, but she really looked like she needed space... So yeah."

They walked a little further, then he smiled at her, then he let the smile fade, "Look, I know you probably don't wanna talk about whatever's bothering you, but I just want you to know that I'm here to talk to you, and that you're welcome to come over to my place whenever, despite what Mickey might say." He smiled again, grinning from ear to ear, "Come on, let's get goin' Mickey usually falls asleep as soon as she gets home, but we can hang out 'til she wakes up if you want, I'll make some food for us, it'll be fun, we'll hang out, watch some t.v. or something, play some video games, whatever you want. Whatcha think?"