fight or flight.

              ❛  me ? scared of l o s i n g ? nuh-uh. me losing a RACE is the last thing that will ever happen.    ❜

          she is trying really hard not to laugh.                   ❛   you’re being ridiculous.    ❜  

             ❛   no problem.    ❜   she grabs one herself, not bothered to wait for the rest of the flock to wake up and get dressed. that’s why she liked donuts, they never got cold. max smiles down at the girl and tries to act more sympathetic and warm towards her than she acted towards herself all morning, ever since she woke from a dream around five a.m.    ❛   how did you sleep, angel ?    ❜  

                               ❛   got one with chocolate on top especially for you.   ❜   max leans against the counter and grabs a donut with chocolate in the bread, the kind that she preferred the most. the rest of the flock was indifferent, donuts being a rarity in the house anyway.   ❛   so- got any plans for the day ? want some tea ?    ❜