[The video cuts out and Billy huffs. Throws up his arms a bit like 'she's pulling this shit now?' sort of way, then shoves the device back into his pocket. Water drips from him everywhere, from his jeans and boots, from his fingers and elbows, from his chin and his curls. He's soaked when Max finally sees him and he looks back to her when he hears his name whispered again.
Like she's seeing him as a ghost.]
Max.
[A familiar face that he doesn't actually hate. This time there's no sauna window between them, with her looking at him with some sort of pity or whatever it was, while he pleaded himself in that overheated room.]
The fuck are you even doing here Max?
[There's a bit of bite but no teeth in his tone. Something she'd hopefully find familiar in this desolate city.]
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Like she's seeing him as a ghost.]
Max.
[A familiar face that he doesn't actually hate. This time there's no sauna window between them, with her looking at him with some sort of pity or whatever it was, while he pleaded himself in that overheated room.]
The fuck are you even doing here Max?
[There's a bit of bite but no teeth in his tone. Something she'd hopefully find familiar in this desolate city.]