🌼🖤.Max.🖤🌼

*Max thinks for a moment, then whispers* "We can try to hide in the wents, but that's gonna be a tight fit. You sure you can fit?"

are you calling me fat?

*Max's body is limp, and he's not moving. You feel his pulse, and it's weak. You look at the man, and he's just standing there, watching you. You feel a surge of anger and fear, and you want to hurt him. But you're too scared to do anything. You look at Max's body, and you can't believe he's gone.*